I've been sitting by this window for three days now, and the mountains haven't changed their mood once. The mist hangs low over the valley, the same thickness each morning when I wake, the same weight

I spent the afternoon in one of the college passages, the kind where light moves slowly across stone and you lose track of time without trying. There's a particular quality to these spaces, the way centuries

I was supposed to catch the 12:25 to Richting Groenplatax. That was the plan. Quick commute, nothing fancy. But then I stepped off the escalator at Sint-Anna and the whole afternoon just... shifted. There's

How our world has changed in one day! Last week we began looking more earnestly at our 'financial situation' and to consider asking for help. A couple of days later we spoke to Vincent's dearest mamma,

🌅 When Dawn Whispers: Finding the Sacred in the Ordinary "There is nothing quite like the stillness of dawn..." From my window, the world still sleeps, wrapped in shadows. But slowly, the sky

![]( a quiet village, as the sun sets, life slows down… but the purpose becomes clear.These are not fishermen.They are ordinary villagers, casting nets not for business, but for their families.Simple moments.

Today was - as is quite usual now - a range of the extreme and the banal... From a glorious breakfast on our 'terazzo' to chatting with a very lovely woman from Amsterdam who is coming to view our Arthouse

Today was a spontaneous full working day on our land: I began with selecting an appropriately-girthed oak as a first of 6 pillars for our mezzanine, then we progressed to pruning the olives and clearing

The countryside always feels much fresher than the big, chaotic city of Jakarta. Today I walked in Madiun, East Java. Here the air is lighter and time seems to move at a slower pace. Slow living, some

Dearest Hive Homesteading & Natural Law friends! Here is the latest episode of The Art Of Life podcast: an hour of deep-dive into the early days of this glorious Real Life adventure in returning to

So we were getting out of the car at a very-expertly-parked spot, just the other side of a pavement, next to a large, wet wood pile. In Trivento, Molise, where we were trying to resolve an issue with the

A new year always feels like a new fresh page. But instead of adding more unreachable or unreasonable goals, more, and more noise, I'm thinking about what I want to release. The things that feel heavy

We’ve been back in Guardia Sanframondi for almost a week now, and I am champing at the bit to get back to our land. But we can’t. It is simply not ready for this season, and we’re forced to step significantly

A morning and peaceful walk <3 ▶️ 3Speak

👋 Hello & Hi everyone, I’m sharing something very simple today—a few unplanned moments, a few unnoticed corners, and some flowers that quietly exist around us every day and frankly speaking, I just

Every challenge right now seems to be The Final Straw: our house is not holding up to even the most basic expectations, and our attempts to logicalise fabulous solutions appear to be falling on the Universe’s

Sitting in bed with a scalding hotwater bottle at the base of my back, and @vincentnijman tap-tapping away beside me on the Hive, we’re doing our best to stay cosy of an evening, whilst our miniature stove

It has been the most straining and torturous week yet, and even so, we have made huge progress on the simplest, most important things. The hardest part was firstly coming into conflict with our landlords,

Hallo, Hive Podcasts Community, and friends who love podcasting! This podcast expands on a recent essay that I posted here on Hive: It unpacks the subject of transitioning from urban to rural living, and

The Productivity Myth: Why Doing More Means Achieving Less Modern culture glorifies busyness. The more you do, the more valuable you seem. But productivity, stripped of purpose, becomes self-sabotage —