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Expressing Joy Through Words and Waves: Livelifelikeanocean Coffee Chat
I did an Instagram live a while ago. You can listen to it by clicking on the button below or reading the transcript in this blog article. Hello and welcome to the livelifelikeanocean podcast.My name is Sandra and today I want to invite you to a little coffee chat. I have done an instagram live, and I did a free flow life and I had no notes. It was just an experiment and I think maybe you like it and have a little listen to it and enjoy it. Maybe I will do a few more in the future.It’s a little introduction about livelifelikeanocean and how I started my swimming…
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Stuck in the sand
I stand here on the shore, both feet firmly placed onto the sand and watch how the tide is running out. The horizon is blurred, tears running down my cheeks. While my feet sink deeper and deeper into the muddy ground I wonder where all these years have gone by. Every year, so many tides feel the same, lost in my way, a mind filled with overwhelming thoughts, fears and doubts, full of regrets of what could have been. I am stuck in the sand, nowhere to go. The water flows to the horizon merging with the sky. Where will the waves go, which shore will they reach? They are…
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The stages of the journey to freedom – a book intro
Freedom is waiting on the other shore This title came to me even before I had written a single word. These words were in my mind as a guideline what this book is all about: It’s about a journey to freedom, about going on adventures and exploring other shores but also about the waiting part of this journey, of things that are holding you back, the fear of leaving the safe shore, the life you already know. Sometimes the journey needs patience or stepping back. These kinds of journeys come in cycles, in the process of letting go, of healing and transformation and then beginning anew. The journey to freedom…
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What does freedom look like?
Is freedom a place you can choose, a place where you feel home and you belong? Is it the choice to leave the known behind, letting go of the old? Is freedom timeless, or the time you choose to spend with what makes you feel alive and joyful? Is it choosing something that gives your life a touch of eternity? Is freedom earning and spending your resources and energy for something that is meaningful to you, that gives your life and others purpose? Is freedom being connected to a source that makes your life flow in abundance? Is freedom only a feeling that you have access to wherever you are,…
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A new way of defining success
How do you define success for yourself? When do you feel successful? Is it even something you strive for? I think we can’t escape the constant drive for success, accomplishment and productivity. Our society and how we were raised in the capitalistic world rules this way. Is there a way out of this burden? When someone asks me how I define success for myself, I always say that it would feel like freedom, connection, abundance, joy, creativity, authenticity. But what if these terms are only a different description of the same striving and hustle culture: a striving to avoid, to get away from a feeling like sadness, loneliness, heaviness, separation,…
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Are we addicted to the future?
Is the hustle culture, the striving and becoming more productive and successful preventing us from living our life in the here and now? Are these endless to-do-lists a sign how disconnected we became to ourselves, to what really matters in life? Is this clinging to an outcome, to a specific goal a kind of addiction, an attachment to a future we wish we can control? Are we addicted to creating a comfort zone that makes us feel safe and successful, that we are in charge, a place where we don’t have to feel insecurities, fear, loneliness and uncertainty? Do we give in to the false belief that we only have…
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Step into joy – The endless summer
I want to tell you a story about summer, about a time when you felt so free because the holidays started, about a time when you woke up in the morning without worrying what might come your way, when you were excited about the day and the adventures you were going to experience. You know this summer feeling when no one bothers you with tasks to do, when you don’t feel anxious about the things you have to face, a time when you could put all these expectations weighing on you aside and only be yourself, experiencing new things, getting to play the whole day in the sun. These days…
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The rebirth of freedom
I wanted to be free my whole life but fears have always cut my wings. When I started to dare, to push myself against the wind of conformity and rules, it felt like falling from the edge.They say that the safety net will appear when you are leaping, but my mind was only reaching for the last hold.My body was screaming for help but nothing did appear, only my heart was growing wings. Am I giving in? Am I letting go of everything that is weighing me down? The sweet surrender of flying? I was falling further and further. There was no safety net, only the waves waiting to devour…
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The world needs an ocean of rebellious women and men
Ever since I was a young teenager I have been fascinated by existentialists. Their philosophy of freedom, that you are the creator of your own life, always comforted me when I had to go through tough times. The concept of having a choice to act against an unfree world and a sad existence was a light of hope for me. I didn’t feel comfortable in my body as a young woman, I felt trapped and unfree because of taking on the ‘role of a woman’ society and education puts on me. Everything within me rebelled against the “one is not born, but rather becomes, a woman.” I wanted to be…
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Fears have stolen my voice
I’m starring at the blank page, frozen and can’t write a single word. Since the war began in the Ukraine all my words seem to be locked, imprisoned, in a state of fear. Fears have invaded my mind and heart and opened the chest of memories I thought I had buried a long time ago. I thought I had replaced these memories with a whole treasure trove full of hope, joy, connection, compassion, strength and freedom but now it seems to be hidden, protected with a powerful lock where the key is missing. Instead the ghosts of fears are all over the place. The fear of death, of losing loved ones and…
