2024 Memories, 2025 Dreams, Reflections


Dear Reader,

We arrived in Germany at the end of October and are flying over to Spain next week. This move has been, and in many ways continues to be, logistically complex and legally complicated. All the while, global events are demanding attention. Friends, I don’t know about you, but I’m trying really hard to figure out how to best handle it all without throwing my hands in the air and giving up.

Luckily, Carl Jung has a quote for that. From his autobiography, Memories, Dreams, Reflections:

Although we human beings have our own personal life, we are yet in large measure the representatives, the victims and promoters of a collective spirit whose years are counted in centuries.

I've basically said the same thing every year since 2018: “wow, this has flown by, and it has been A LOT.” My current theory is that we, as humans, are not meant to have access to the amounts of information that we have access to, because it is mentally and emotionally exhausting to process it all and keep on living your life.

Yes, the stories deserve to be heard. Yes, I’d rather be an informed citizen than live in ignorance. Yes, it may actually be impossible to set up a society in ways that are fair to everyone. But the amount of bullshittery on display right now is making the „long arc of moral history bending towards justice“, as Dr. King said, seem ever less likely. Especially since stories like this one are highlighting once again that we truly can’t even believe what we read anymore. (I mean, we kinda knew that anyway, but it’s always re-depressing to be reminded so clearly.)

The conclusion I keep drawing is the same: be as good a person and role model as I can be, and speak up for equality, equanimity, and an appreciation of diversity as much as I can. All in the hope that those who interact with me are encouraged to become aware of their unconscious scripts, so they can make more intentional, conscious choices. The more of us who are awake and alert to those „collective spirits“, the better. It’s a work in progress, for me as well, but until I develop the ambition to run for any office, or for putting in the work to grow any social media channel, it will have to do.

Now, it’s Sunday, December 22nd. My mother is decorating the tree downstairs, and I’m in my childhood bedroom breathing deeply to reflect into what was, and what’s ahead for me personally. Here’s what I got so far, in no particular order:

2024 additions:

  • 157 newsletter subscribers
  • 88 YouTube subscribers
  • 42 coaching & Type consulting clients
  • 12 lbs of happy belly, juicy bum, and strong thighs
  • 1 Embodied Intimacy and Relationship Coaching Certification
  • 4,380 minutes of mindfulness meditation (daily average of 12)
  • 2,345,855 steps (daily average of 6,427)
  • 1 gorgeous Goddaughter
  • 6 Tarot decks

2024 losses:

  • 1 Oma
  • 1 Green Card
  • 11201 zipcode
  • Geographical proximity to friends
  • 29,565 minutes scrolling Instagram (daily average of 81)

Hopes & wishes for 2025:

  • A smooth move & settling into our new home
  • Networking opportunities with kind and open people
  • Doing more meaningful work I love
  • Finding a helpful care-rhythm to support my in-laws
  • Get back to eating less sugar and more regular exercise
  • Stepping much further away from Instagram
  • Publishing / hosting more of my own content
  • Bringing friends and family together to celebrate my birthday
  • Traveling to conferences and participating in local events

As always, thank you so much for being here. Wishing you and yours a very merry season, and a happy, healthy, prosperous 2025! May it be peaceful.


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