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Life witnesses and sailing through the city | Day 155 of my 2023 Journal
Copenhagen is a city by the water. We sailed the canals together with my soul-friend Tamiko and her partner on a big raft. Spending a day on the water with friends in the sunshine is such a luxury. We sailed all afternoon, had meaningful conversations, feet in the water. Storm read “The old man and the Sea” on the raft, and it was perfect.
When you think you have a plan | Day 154 of my 2023 Journal
Some days are overloaded with to-do. If we lean back and trust the process, they might unfold beautifully. When we sat around the porridge and berries, the list of things to do was huge and seemed impossible.
Shakespeare and Nostalgia | Day 153 of my 2023 Journal
A friend of mine told me about a Shakespeare open-air play in one of the central parks - The Tempest, a play I had never heard about. It was funny, moving, relevant, brutal, existential, full of insanity and love (Shakespeares' favorite mix), tragedy and comedy, ribbing out the innermost vulnerable elements of human life and bending it in neon.
The narrow path versus the narrow life | Day 152 of my 2023 Journal
I sometimes tell myself this: If I do what is hard (make my way through the narrow path of doing what I find right despite all systems around me), my life becomes easy (as in I am happy and present and know I am on track in my life).
The New Copenhagen | Day 151 of my 2023 Journal
If I were ever to move back to my hometown, I would not choose the new areas. I would stick to be me. And hope to find some of the wild lives, some of the extreme kind of thinking, and some of the raw and untamed non-matrix lives I have always loved in my city.
Tivoli is my Copenhagen | Day 150 of my 2023 Journal
When my first child was a little one, I was a single mom with half an education, a tight budget, a small apartment, and a good life. We had a lot of fun! We were Copenhageners with cargo bikes and a love for the city space.
Beautiful Copenhagen and our alternative life | Day 149 of my 2023 Journal
When we let go of the ideas of how “it is supposed to be,” we are left in a peaceful place. When we learn to live with less, happy if we have “it all,” and happy if we have “some,” then life is so much easier. We are happy and so ready for this special event. A week in our favorite city - the one we come from. Beautiful Copenhagen.
The journaling challenge | Day 148 of my 2023 Journal
When I started this challenge 148 days ago, I planned to share a photo daily, along with a snippet of text related to the day before—a simple travel-journal challenge. I have loved doing it. It has grown a lot. I try to ignore the attention from social media. Well, I do not ignore the people talking to me, obviously, but I try to avoid being hungry for it. It can be hard, likes can be addictive.
Gaming | Day 147 of my 2023 Journal
Wuau, it has been a roller coaster! Gaming might be the most potent example of the importance of Deschooling in my entire journey as an unschooling mom. Wuau it is complicated. What are we afraid of? Today I will try it myself and see what happens. I might have some fun!
Moments | Day 146 of my 2023 Journal
Not all days sport Rocking things to Rant about or big themes to play Wise with Wisdom around. Some days are silent resonance boxes. So much love. So many decisions. So much to do. All the moments. All of the long lines. The responsibility.
Book release in Copenhagen House of Poetry | Day 145 of my 2023 Journal
The artist was reading out loud, while the musician created music with the movement of paper, her cello, her guitar, the silences in between, and the poems dripping through, dancing over, creeping in under your skin, into the brain, making you think, making you feel. I am humbled by the fact, the artist is my daughter.
Dinner at Åmarksgård | Day 144 of my 2023 Journal
To share a meal with loved ones is a beautiful thing. We have sat down many times around this table and are grateful to have these wonderful friends in our life. Always the perfect balance between learning, growing, enjoying, and simply being.
The me-time concept | Day 143 of my 2023 Journal
When my kids were small, and I realized the craziness of mainstream (even state-supported) advice for families, me-time was a huge thing. Young parents were told they needed time to themselves, alone or together as a couple. It is one of the returning questions: Don't we need time alone? You know what? (Warning rant coming) ...
Nomad logistics | Day 142 of my 2023 Journal
My husband and Storm had to fly to Barcelona to see the dentist. Early morning flight, a quick vegan, gluten-free pizza from Flax and Kale, a friend drove by with a blender and gave a good hug, then the dentist, more street food, and a taxi to the airport landing in Copenhagen just after midnight.
Overnight oats with Ebbe | Day 141 of my 2023 Journal
Over the years I have learned to know my value. I have gained energy and focus. I am less chaotic. This is a great advantage of a nomadic lifestyle: Things come into perspective when we return to the same places, like mirrors showing us our progress or our detours.
It is a Miracle | Day 140 of my 2023 Journal
There were tears, we fell to our knees, and the relief was huge. Nova was born sound and safe. We welcome her with all that we are, all we have. Deeply moved by the miracle and forever thankful for the life we have been given.
May the forest be with you | Day 139 of my 2023 Journal
One of the root problems behind climate stuff is disconnection. From each other. From love. From nature. From a humble and grateful perspective. This feeds consumerism, speed, need, and greed. Without the deep connectedness to our souls, to The Force, we can not live fulfilled lives and will feel hungry and dissatisfied forever.
Cancer survivor | Day 138 of my 2023 Journal
On the 18th of June, I was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia. And so, the roller coaster started. I was diagnosed. We all panicked. The doctor told me in the first sentence they could cure it, and I said I did not want statistics. I would go straight for that narrow option, however narrow it was, but I needed not to know the numbers.
Home is... | Day 137 of my 2023 Journal
To me, home is where my family is. Home is the love. Everything else is practical: The food, the clothes, the computers, the books. This matters much less than the feel of home, the love and commitment of having each other's back, of being in a private space, of unconditional love.
Do you dare to share? | Day 136 of my 2023 Journal
I hardly know how to visit people anymore. With the Attwood family, we live our lives on top of and around each other. We all do our thing, and the harmony is perfect, no less. The way we merge our energies, and have conversations picking up and leaving loose ends with no stress, is my favorite way of being around our friends.
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Hi, I'm Cecilie Conrad
Cancer-surviving psychologist, former single-parent; co-sleeping, yogi, gluten-free, primarily plant-eating; happily married, stay-at-home, organic barefooted hippie and mother of four, living in a bus, knitting teddy bears and learning languages, counseling and enjoying sunsets.
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