The fish is on the road

The fish is on the road with two upcoming base camps coming soon. A first one this April 1st. And a second one this autumn. Spoiler Alert… it’s all about SELF-LEADERSHIP and you… yeap it’s all about giving you the tool to developing self-leadership, the must-have competency you need to maintain strong mental stability in today’s world. Remember APRIL 1st.

Are we all thieves?

I loose my eyes and soul on the road, over hills and suns knowing it will be easier to find my way at night. I am surfing, on a road, on a wave but I know, all roads have a beginning and an end; all waves a crest and a bottom. Are we all thieves? Thieves of brief moment of either sadness or amazing happiness, and everything in the middle… Thieves looking for golden moments…

Narrow escape 2?

Hum… so far so good… no questions… a few comments easily forgotten… a bit more evading and vague words –actually for another 19 days- and I will have nailed it! The “New Year Resolutions escape”! Better than an escape game, a damn real life situation and a real life saving one! Nearly there!!!

Damn good story or narrow escape?

I can read the story already, a romance novel, but better since in real world. A flashback to the first encounter, the first electricity between body and mind, and the infatuation as the words play along the story drawing circles and heart in my head. Such a narrow escape -pfff- but still a damn good story in my head!

Mushroom stories…

14th century, “to compare” lands onto the English dictionary, flying straight from the Latin universe –one of these parallel universes still in existence. 21th century, in another universe –the one of self-development- “to compare” spreads like mushrooms. Now, when collecting it, make sure to pick the eatable one, the compare which drives you to new horizons rather than the red and dotted one… that one may drive you to black holes and craziness.

More than a coffee

Arg… not yet New Year’s eve and already new resolutions knocking on the door… all I could be that I am not. Damn! That’s not a coffee I will need for such work, that’s energy times trillion… and to get that energy, only one thing possible, remembering everything I am already, everything I am creating daily and bounce on my strengths, my favourite inner coffee!

so easy…

It’s so easy to see everything we do not do, everything we are not yet, everything we could be… it’s all on the outside like huge colored letters written on big wall around us. Hum… experience to be blind, and feel inside rather than reading outside… that’s an idea!

Remembering 2

Remembering just there, as the muscles move, stretch and contract, the intention of dancing. It’s not a goal, neither an objective. It is not about tango, waltz or Lindy-hop. It is an intention in the movement itself, a movement as a set of steps in dialogue with a music and a partner, and a determination that gives it purpose. And finally dancing becomes an emotion, a movement into an evolution.