284. | My breathing

There was only one thing missing in the past few weeks.

Writing.

I now look at this form of expression differently. This activity is my breathing, when I observe myself and my surroundings.

Today, I write less about preparation, because I am here. However, if there is a surprise and a lesson is born from this, there is still some information for the topic of “how to be a digital nomad”.

Preparation was replaced by the presentation of the trip. It is a bit of a presentation of the place, but more of a diary of what I experience on the road.

The initial trauma-like processing was taken over by self-analysis and the description of my new realizations.

I can’t say what I missed more.

I think it was all three areas at once.

Regardless of the fact that it was missing, I clearly don’t regret not having it or not having made time for it. I live my life. I have been breathing differently over these past few weeks.

The Miracle is Already Here

During my travels over the past year, I came to an interesting realization.

Most people imagine a miracle as something extraordinary. A great encounter, an unexpected turn of events, or a special moment. I increasingly feel that miracles are often already there in front of us. Silently. Unnoticed.

A sunset. A smile. The sound of the sea. The song of a street musician. A moment that we would otherwise simply walk past.

From this realization, The Miracle is Already Here project was born.

Through short videos, I show those moments that stopped me in my tracks for some reason. Not because they were special or spectacular. But because they reminded me that the beauty of life is often hidden in the simplest things.

Each video is only 26 seconds long. That much time might still fit into a busy day. That much time might be enough to stop for a moment.

After all, the miracle is not waiting for us somewhere in the future.

The miracle is already here.