🌱 Stolen from my rabbits
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Hey, Daniel here, My wife has been doing my job for the past few days. Feeding the rabbits. Cleaning the hutches. All the good stuff I usually handle myself. I'm under strict orders to stay away! The dust from hay and sawdust is not exactly what you want near fresh eye surgery. It's a small thing. But it bothers me more than I expected... There's something about doing the actual physical work, hands in fur, smelling like a barn, knowing something alive depends on you showing up... I didn't realize I missed it until I couldn't do it. Which brings me to why I started this whole regeneration thing. I work with midlife people who have slowly drifted away from what actually makes them feel alive. Not dramatically. No big collapse. Just... the real stuff got replaced by the acceptable stuff. And one day you look up and realize the last time you felt genuinely yourself was years ago. That's the territory I care about. That's who I want to talk to. So let me ask you something. What do you love that you're not doing enough of right now?
Work, life, body, whatever.
What got quietly pushed aside?
Hit reply. I read everything personally. “Let’s regenerate the world, starting with yours.” Daniel Helping people in midlife transitions rebuild energy and design their next decade with clarity. |
Let's REGENERATE the world - starting with yours 🌱
Swiss-born, living on a homestead in Transylvania for 20 years. Gardener, permaculture designer, regenerative consultant. My own reset started with a heart attack. Eight years later, I'm in better shape than ever. Because I stopped living outside my own nature. I write for people +45 who feel the same drift. Two or three letters a week. No hype. Nature isn't the backdrop here. It's the diagnostic tool.