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SOMEBODY, JUST NOT ANYBODY

In a nutshell, according to the standard old-fashioned way of how lives should be lived, I probably, most definitely, am way off track. Where my friends from Uni are trying to get their 4th kid out of diapers, I try to get barreled. Where they are thinking about 300m2 houses to accommodate the kids, the 2 cars, the jacuzzi, the trampoline and of course the dog, I live in a shared house without any hot water. Where they think about pensions, I calculated that I have enough money until I die, but then that should actually happen next Wednesday. My decision to choose the word old-fashioned is not completely fair though. It is their way of how they want to live their life, what they feel comfortable with, which values they have and what their priorities are. My priorities and needs just take a 360 degree different view on it.

For a 36-year old though, what most intrigues me though is relationships. Not only because each freakin’ day there is someone wondering why I am still single. It is mainly that I don’t understand why I witness relationships that in my opinion would not be worth sitting in. Just and only for the sake of being in a relationship, these couples just stay together and annoy the f%^# out of each other. Even though I also see relationships that do work really well and are inspirational for me, I feel for those that stay together because their fear of being alone is bigger than the hassle of the daily adaptation to someone that they do not love completely

The time has passed that I thought that I did not deserve love and I was “un-loveable”. That there was always someone better, prettier, faster, more intelligent or anything else with more or –er in front of it. I do believe that love in its most pure and natural form is out there for me. My needs are not far-fetched, I want somebody that knows he wants to be with me with all that comes with it. However I pass for just anybody. I know what I want but more importantly I know what I need. Not only for relationships but for my life as a whole. My needs are to be grounded & balanced, have an amazing time, if someone connects with me and wants to join me on this journey, come and join me. If not, I am happy to continue by myself.

So, even though I am where I am and my life does not meet perfect on that “old-fashioned”-view on the relationship-scale. I am more than content. I am surrounded by amazingly inspiring friends (some close some further away), I work hard, I smile, stay healthy, surf and try to be the best version of me. There is no biological clock that is capable to take that away from me or detour me with thoughts that I should do anything differently. Because I believe that stuff (yes just really stuff) happens for a reason. That we are on this earth just to follow the path that it has lined up for us and mine just doesn’t direct me into a boring relationship settling for less just because I hit an age where I am supposed to ensure that I don’t miss the family-boat. With my full soul, I believe that, that somebody is there. It will only not be just anybody.

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Like An Addict – An Aquaholic

It’s 3;30 pm, I am finished for today. Fuck Yeah, I think will be able to make it.  I calculate and move my way through the outskirts of Denpasar towards Uluwatu. Time flies in Bali but I am sure that it’s possible. I think I do. Come on people, move faster and don’t freak me out by honking your horn every occasion you get. My watch is checked every 10 minutes, almost home, almost home. The thought of not making it, makes me cringe., sick to my stomach, almost desperate. I need this, I really need and want this. And there it is, that last corner before I enter the gate to my house. I grab my stuff and head down. 5 more minutes and I will be ok, the craving is almost unbearable. Four more steps and I will get my fix. Before I know it,I  hit the sand and there it is. This big ocean that I can call my backyard. As soon as my board and I punch through those first waves to get out, my restlessness evaporates.

The ocean is my sanctuary. Surfing is my addiction. The sun heads down and I am surrounded by blue water and quite a bit of jelly-fish. Can’t be bothered though.I got my shot:  I got my waves, I got my salty ocean, I got myself, I am free.

My Addiction

Saturday Song – Are You Gonna Be My Girl

Not a Tuesday Tune but a song for the Saturday. Damn this song is good, freakin’ good. Gets me running to the ocean, surf my heart out, run back and while head-banging, dance my tiny ass off. To be honest, I am not familiar with the Jet repertoire too much but this one is just ridiculously good.

Have an epic Saturday.

Tuesday Tunes – Sunny

This is one should be on your summer playlist. I already loved Ayo but this one tops the list as of this week. While wandering on my scooter through Bali, this song always puts a smile on my face.

Have an awesome Tuesday.

 

Focus Focus Focus

My personality likes variety, it wants to be busy, connect and diversity. I hate to be behind a desk all day long and doing one thing. I want to have options. But at the moment I also notice that I might have too much going on. Not complaining though, as there is nothing better than working with palm trees and surf in your backyard. It is more a matter of realising that if you want to do something well, you have to make choices and focus.

Even though, I know I can cope with a couple of projects, I can’t do 6. My lesson these days is really focus. Not being the almost ADHD-running-around-like-a-chicken-with-its-head-cut-off kind of girl, nope, not that. Focus on those things that are important now, plan forward but not too much as you can not predict what is going to happen. I want to be free, be healthy, live on this island and indulge in the ocean. Soak up sun while driving to get my work done. Meet inspiring people along the way. A new era has started here and can’t wait for the even more awesome things that are going to happen.

Selling Beanies at Mainbreak, Margaret River

Persona Inspiratori

I have this friend, this awesome friend, and while sitting in the car driving back home, I heard that he hasn’t got that many months in this lifetime anymore. “Fuck that!!”, “Seriously?!?” were the two sentences/words that were continuously in my head. It took me a while to reach out to him, I had no freakin’ clue what to write to him. “How are you?” “What have you been up to?” all sounded really meaningless. And then I realized, he is a good friend, we are just going to catch up, and we will find out whatever we are going to talk about. We found out that we have heaps to talk about.

Most importantly though, is that this guy is my absolute example of how I want to live my life. With passion, laughter, humor, don’t take yourself to serious but take your passions serious, live through you, and most of all… love, just love. If you live through giving & receiving love, and stay true to your authentic you, nothing really matters. He doesn’t know but he was one of the reasons to quite my job. I was and am capable of far more than the office life I was living. (unfortunately me resigning was breaking a promise to him that I would become the CEO of the company I worked for). He and I go way back, we have the same humor, he slaps me in the face to provoke, I slap him back and that is even more provocative for our surroundings..Numerous parties, dressing up and my introduction to golfing with rum and apple juice. And now, I love just talking to him. Sharing my world with him, making videos of me driving around Australia so he sees where I live and what I do and the other way around. Him sharing his world that is absolutely the opposite with rain, hail, fire places, marriage and of course the fight he is battling.

Geez, man, you have no idea but you inspire me to the moon and back and that route a couple of times. I really wanted to write this as I feel that everyone should live life the way you do. You are a legend and you know who you are.

My more than memorable first time on the golf-course

 

The 2-Month-Milestone

Wanderers will agree with me, there is something called a “2-month milestone”. It hit me while being in Australia. I go through different phases while travelling to different places but I only feel really at “home” after 2 months. First I feel super excited with loads of energy and a drive to explore, However after a month, shit hits the fan. Or at least for me. I felt lost, not sure what I was doing “down under”, why I left the island of the gods for something so new and different.

And then after a couple of weeks I hit that 2 month milestone and things started rolling again. I know people, I know where to eat and for me quite important, I kind of know where to surf. Realizing that there is this 2 month milestone was somewhat of an epiphany. My feelings towards Australia were actually not that strange, it is just the acclimatization period that needed to be digested before I could really say that I felt at home (wherever that may be you are wandering off to). And while hitting that milestone I realized, geez I am going back to my other home, Bali, in 2 weeks already. Life as a wanderer sure is one awesome adventure.

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