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Getting back to my (green) roots

IMG_0465So here I am, almost 7 months since my last post. It’s been a bit of a rough spell these last few months. But spring is here once again and that alone is enough to make me feel better. This year however, spring did not only bring flowers, sunshine and vitamin D. It also gave me perspective.

A couple of weeks before my birthday(always a good time to start over or contemplate your future) I felt so incredibly stuck. Frustrated and stuck. Stuck at work, stuck with myself, stuck with finding a new job. And frustrated at the world. Frustrated because I want to change this world. Help it become a better more humane place. One in balance with nature. The problem was that I had no idea how. No matter how I tossed or turned I could not come up with a plan to ‘fix’ the world into becoming a sustainable one. There was so much I wanted to do. Help reduce plastic, built forests, stop animal cruelty, help people realise that underneath our clothes and religions we are all the same and we all want to be happy, help humanity see that we need all the different species of animals and creatures on this planet. That we should care for them instead of exploiting them. But you know as well as I do that there’s no single cure. So I tossed and turned, frustrated at my helplessness and unable to find how I want to contribute to a better planet. So, before you get your hopes up, no I didn’t magically find the way to a better future. But I gave up, in a way, of trying to fix it right now. If I didn’t know how I wanted to do it, I couldn’t do anything. I had thought about it over and over again but I just couldn’t find a way that I’d be able to follow right away(or in the near future). So instead of forcing myself to keep thinking and hitting that brick wall I let go.

I let go and the moment I did I realised that even though I couldn’t do anything big this instant, but I could start small(I already knew a small change can have a big impact since I’ve been a vegetarian for almost 10 years but somehow forgot). So I vowed to cut down plastic use, and become more aware of where I put my money(we vote with our money, so might aswell do some research and ‘vote’ for the type of companies I’d want to support). I had already vowed to use up the tea bags we had left and only buy loose tea in the future, started experimenting with different oils(in glass bottles) to try and stop using moisturizer from plastic containers, bought a Mooncup after reading a positive review on Ikbenirisniet(which I haven’t had the chance to try yet) and become more aware of what I bought that came in/with plastic overall. Flashforward to my birthday, where I got a two small greenhouses which then caused me to create a square meter vegetable garden on our balcony and, suddenly, trying to produce at least a part of our own vegetables was on the list too.

After my birthday in March I went on a yoga & meditation silence retreat (Human Awakening, who were absolutely amazing and I definitely want to come back next year but I’ll save that for another time!) which allowed me to create more space and quiet in my head too. In the meanwhile I also started as some sort of junior employee at the IVN (Institute for Nature Education and Sustainability). An organisation focused on bringing people in contact with nature and educating them, with loads of different projects focused both at children, adults and the elderly. This change in work really helped improve my overall feeling too. Even though I’m not directly responsible for the projects they do, I help with them, and in turn do atleast something remotely helpful to our world.

So here I am now. 3 weeks into my new habits and so happy with the progress I’m making. Even though the steps are small, and some take time (such as stopping to use teabags(I had a LOT of teabags) atleast I’m doing something.

I’m hoping to pick up on writing again, but I won’t be too hard on myself. Either way, I’m already excited at the thought of keeping you guys up to date about all of this!

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The magic of tea in a mug

You know how, when you have so many other things to do, blogging random stuff always becomes the first priority, somehow. Procrastination? Definitely, no question. Today is one of those days. So onto my first post it is!

Yes, that is indeed a Tardis coaster under my mug of tea.

As mentioned in the about me section, one of my biggest smallest joy in life is drinking tea from one of my favourite tea mugs. I recently moved to Finland for an exchange of 5 months. The move meant that I had to leave my flat in the Netherlands, for good, and thus, store everything in boxes with my family. 5 months is nothing, you might say. But because I am also starting an intern-ship in London right after my exchange, I’ll be gone for a whole year. You might be wondering why I’m telling you this by now, don’t worry there’s a point to all this! Packing up my stuff wasn’t difficult for most of it. However, one thing I had never really realised before was this: packing up everything for a year also meant I wouldn’t be drinking tea from my favourite mugs for a whole year. And against all expectations, packing those mugs was a lot harder than packing up my favourite books!(which says a lot)

I don’t know how and when this happened. Maybe it was the influence of one of my besties from Belgium. But I had been enjoying tea for years. It’s just recently that I noticed, tea mugs are kind of magic; in the way that no matter how bad you feel, drinking tea from that one certain mug comforts you and make the world seem right again, if even for a few minutes. I know that part of this magic comes from the fact that most mugs I own were given to me as a present, or bought on a trip abroad, but one cannot deny the pleasures of hot tea with honey in a mug that fits comfortably between your hands! The mug shown in the picture above is one I recently bought here. My apartment didn’t have any cups or mugs, and the past weeks I’ve been looking around and this one was perfect(not too expensive, perfect hold and the right size) so now I can finally fully enjoy my tea here too!(The Tardis coasters recently arrived from my bestie in Belgium ❤ Making my tea even more pleasant!)

So what do you think? Do you have this one(or several) mug(s) that always manages to comfort you? Do you buy them yourself, or usually get them as present? Or did you never really think about tea mugs like this? Share your thoughts!:)