My field vanlife began in France with every catastrophe life could imagine. A car that would no longer start (whyhhhhy ?!), jammed doors (when you are inside), jammed screws that held the partition wall to the driver’s cab unforgivingly in place (I wanted to take it out) and broken tools (that was new !!!) brought me to my pain limit.
“I would have liked to know at 16 that the only thing that stands between us and life is our own fear, and that we must not feed it by giving in to it. I would have liked to know that there is no change without paying for it with fear, and how wonderfully happy and free it makes to do things you are afraid of.”
Acquiring a piece of land here in France and following the idea that there could be a better world is the salvation attempt of my soul. It is the hope of escaping the system and creating a space that could make another life possible. The risk of cutting out and looking for more is a challenge to life itself, which has awakened my thirst for adventure.
Without any doubt the times of new beginnings are those in which our heart, our head and our emotions wander through ups and downs and we set off straight away in a sailing boat into the high seas to discover new continents. We encounter some rough weather that tosses our boat back and forth and… TIME OF STORMS weiterlesen
I will search for me. Out there somewhere, between the fields. I will dig in the earth, pass through the forests, eat french delicacies and bathe in the sun. I’m sure – I’m out there somewhere waiting for me. Ich werde nach mir suchen. Da irgendwo draußen, zwischen den Feldern. Ich werde in der Erde… SOMEWHERE weiterlesen