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There once was a blacksmith at the far end of a tiny village. Every day you could hear the clinking noise in the village each time he threw his hammer upon a hot iron. Clink, clink, clink. He welded, forged, twisted, straightened until the, once useless, metals received useful forms.
The grass was greener than anywhere else she had ever seen it. There was a large garden, an old wooden shack, goats and cows, and a well-furnished house at the end of the pasture. The property was surrounded by white mountains, green hills, and flower fields that made one feel
Today I made my first video (since a while now) to give a short status update from our life here in Mexico. Next week I’ll be on book-revision “vacation”, that will mean no daily posts. I want them to be genuine, but also feel that in these times they don’t
In January 2017 I launched the “unconditional January”. A facebook-event, location independent, free to attend by anyone in the world. Every day, for the whole month, we would set a little “unconditional challenge” where hundreds of people would do an act of kindness – each day a different one –
The sounds of aircons, projectors, fans, cars, clocks ticking can be annoying to a point where they are almost unbearable. Our good fortune: Often we don’t even notice them. One part of our brain (Hippocampus) is like: “Well there’s a sound, but not important, we got better things to do,
This morning I killed around 20 cockroaches. Or perhaps a little more. Little did I know about the life that took place just next to our door when I lifted up the heavy stone. For weeks, I thought something was smelling strange around there. And when I finally lifted the
Nature always finds ways to balance itself out, and in history not one single race, kingdom, empire had ever been superior without collapsing at one point. Not the Romans, not the Aztecs, not the Greeks, not the Nazis, not the Osmans. Not even the Egyptians. Nowadays the empire is called
It happens sometimes… And it lights me up!! When I receive an email or a message that says: “Thanks Sam, this post really inspired/helped me,” I’m glad because, in many ways it feels great to know that what you expressed somehow touched another person. And I feel even more glad
There is this story about Tiger Woods – and gosh I’m not even sure if it is true or not. “Screw it,” I thought, I share it anyways. Because it inspired me, and sometimes stories are just nice to listen too… 🙂 SO… When Tiger Woods, one of the –
The fine art of creating meaningful connections
I’m a writer and philosopher. I believe that we can all learn from each other. And I believe that love, faith and compassion are the gates to freedom and peace.