“As humans, we have to realise we are part of natural ecosystems, not above it. We cannot only focus on human needs, our economy has to become a servant of nature.” (Reon Brand, 2019)
I’m writing this article from my home while in quarantine during the COVID-19 outbreak. While recognizing the pain and disaster that this pandemic brought, by now we know that there is also good news to watch: the skies in China turned blue again, and some of you may stop to hear the birds singing. Spring has arrived in the Northern hemisphere and the Earth has some time to breathe. …
Just out of curiosity… are you comfortable with the unknown?
Our world is on fire and we can't see behind the flames. But can you imagine that the new world already exists, behind the veil of our collective ignorance? There, beyond what your senses are capable to perceive and your mind is prepared to comprehend, exists a world where plurality, community, embodied ethics, a celebration of all of life, environmental awareness, spirituality, and creativity are the norm.
For that future to be pulled into the present moment though, our senses have to re-learn how to see, hear, touch, smell and taste; and beyond, to feel the many dimensions of reality that our minds can’t comprehend but that we can be aware of as we can foresense them. This is where I make an appeal to raise your ancient compass from the dust, and choose it as the navigation system of choice, the intuition: the ability to foresense. …
A collective exploration of how to design for belonging on the interwebs.
Grooved into the nervous system of anyone who came of age in the 80’s and 90’s, the Web has caught up with the ‘real’ world and is now our second ‘real’ home. I remember the era of MSN, when I used to spend hours a day after Summer to send bubbly messages to my holiday boyfriend(s). It was a place to go to, not be in. You had to sit yourself down, endure the creaking sounds of logging in, and be patient, very patient.
Now, The Machine’s speed blows our mind. The physical world is merging with the virtual, and we are required to live in many places at the same time. And these developments go fast. Imagine being able to travel back in time to an era where the Internet euphoria had just begun and the dotcom boom was in full swing. It’s been only eighteen years. Eighteen years. No wonder my parents can’t keep up with the pace. …
This seems an inverted question… We are the ones creating it, right?
But it is a question that is a sign of the time, within me, around me. With the rise of artificial intelligence (AI) and the coming to age of an augmented reality (AR) that is capable, over time, of reading our mind to reflect it back onto our eyes, instantly, we better come to terms with the ethics of our techno-creation.
I am a business ethicist, that’s what I was educated to be. I initiate digital and physical spheres and consult those who wish to initiate as a moral practice, to embody the essence of their vision, as a human being, and as the creator of a piece of digital thriving. …
Why I choose to open up about failure.
This is the first in a series of essays in which I’m exploring the inner and outer workings of taboos and hope to provide practical ways to transcend them by unveiling my own, raw and honest, path. If you want to join the conversation, tweet me! (Find story plus photos, here)
I would love to hide myself behind anything I do. But I really can’t. I’m naked.
I have been throwing away many pairs of old shoes in the past years. I have gone through failures and feelings of guilt, grief and depression to finally realize the influence of my inner peace on my outer success. I’m 29 now, and I feel like failing every day. I started a business when I was 23 and became a master of pretenses. Pitching became my language, traction data determined my self-value. Prizes and awards scattered around the web and made me feel like a VIP. But under the veil of outside success my life was empty. The vision I sent out to the world became my identity. I could hide behind it and let it serve as a wall to cover my broken self-esteem. Until it burned me down. I felt imprisoned by the identity I created for myself and didn’t see a way out but to sell my business for a mere pity and escape. That what I left was not who I was, and I knew it. I failed and my identity died. …
A SILENCE MANIFESTO
In anticipation of a Silence Speaks Retreat I hosted somewhere in a Dutch forest, I deep-dived into my experience of silence and wrote this essay to convey my findings. I hope it will inspire you to either climb a mountain alone or shut up for a few days yourself.
“Tomorrow and plans for tomorrow can have no significance at all unless you are in full contact with the reality of the present, since it is in the present and only in the present that you live. …