Last day of the month. It has been a kind of a hectic month, with the tumor of the cat that turned out not to be one, and Sara and I being sick. It made me realize one thing very clearly; I want a boring life.
When I was young I always wanted to live a compelling life. I am a big fan of the Dutch stand up comedian Youp van ‘t Hek, who always said you should become a wanderer, a vagabond. You should roam the world.
Down Under
Well, I can’t say I haven’t roamed the world. Maybe not as wild as some people, but I’ve spent a year in Australia, doing all kinds of things I probably shouldn’t tell my parents. I traveled 8 months through New Zealand and Tonga. I lived for 9 months in Nicaragua and I spent twice half a year in India, teaching yoga.
I’ve loved, lost and married the girl of my dreams. To be fair, there isn’t much I desire anymore. No wild things at least. I think I’ve lost all my wild hair. I’m happy with the life I have, the house I live in, and the beautiful woman I’m with.
The only thing I want now, is time to do my things, which is trail running, writing, reading and doing yoga.
Fast lane
Since I met Sara we’ve always lived in the fast lane. We lived in Italy, on Tenerife, mainland Spain, India, and now we’re in the Netherlands. We’ve rebuilt a house, started a permaculture garden, left everything behind and started over from scratch.
We’ve built a company, La Scimmia Yoga, that’s keeping quite a few people from the street. We created loads of yoga courses and workshops. We’ve written two books together, and as well Sara as I have written one book on our own.
To do so, we used to work 7 days a week, from 8 in the morning till 9 in the evening. Last year 7 days became 6, and now most of the time we even have a weekend of 2 days, and we try to have the evening free as well.
Me-time
Now the remodeling of the house, the office, the yoga shala and the film and photo studio here in the Netherlands is almost done, I want a boring life. A moment to recharge. A moment to just read, write, run and do yoga. I want a moment for myself. Let’s see if I can make that happen. RELATED: Crazy weeks versus boring weeks
