Long flights often beam me into hours of reflection. Some parts in my life are about as uncertain as they can get - by choice. At the moment, I have no idea how my path wil...
Long flights often beam me into hours of reflection.
Some parts in my life are about as uncertain as they can get – by choice. At the moment, I have no idea how my path will be paved or how the lessons I opened up to will teach me.
Nevertheless, I’m grateful for every inch of discovery and growth. For now, I just have to wait. For the sign, the inner or outer signal, the something to tell me how to continue. It’s the toughest part of this incredible journey I’m on.
When I learned surfing it completely made a mess of my world views and a whole new universe opened up for me.
I learned that there is more than just the me I’d known and foreseen to be. I realised that there is a multidimensional me, another 1000 kaleidoscopic reflections.
Before I learned surfing, I saw myself in a pretty determined pathway. When I surfed for the first time it was a liberating moment that erupted my comfortable, already prescribed life.
The wild open, the ocean gave me complete new possibilities to be. I sensed a deeper meaning to life and the multidimensional person that I am.
Surfing, like yoga, forces you, to go out of your comfort zone.
You learn to go into the deep layers of yourself. You start to search for the mastery of the unknown, and unrevealed fears.
When I started surfing I dropped everything in my life. For more than ten years all my money and time in between uni was dedicated to surfing.
There was no other way to be. This brought me to yoga.
Yoga, like surfing, is a way of living your life.
If I only could describe the first wave I’ve ever surfed…it’s as difficult as trying to explain what love is.
When you surf a wave, nothing in the world matters. You’re living in the moment.
Surfing for me is freedom. When I look at the ocean I can see a million possibilities.
And that is how I see my life.