🌿 Success isn’t a destination. It’s an echo. It returns — not from what you achieved, but from what you refused to abandon. → Your silence, when everyone else was shouting. → Your honesty: “I was K.O.” — and still chose to return. → Your 5:00 AM start, even when the path is still covered in snow. I know — your success isn’t fully here. Not the clients. Not the clarity. Not the calm certainty. And that’s not failure. That’s fidelity — to a path you’re still walking. Look at the image: A stag stands with his fawn — not because he has conquered the forest, but because he chose to stay. Above, snow. Below, roots. The mushroom glows — not for praise, but because it belongs to the earth beneath. I met a man last month — let’s call him Jonas. A LivingMan too. For 3 years, he worked nights, cleaned kitchens, wrote notes no one read. He almost quit. Then one day, a stranger wrote: “Your note about the red light crash — it kept me from yelling at my son that evening.” That was his first echo. Not money. Not fame. Just: “You were true — and it landed.” That’s the kind of success we’re building. Not a peak. But a resonance — that grows, quietly, as long as you stay true. #livingmen #supernatural #zapsats if you’re still walking — even when the echo hasn’t returned yet 🌱

🌿 Not every day teaches. Some days confirm. Today, I didn’t learn something new. No breakthrough. No insight. No “aha!”. But it was deeply successful. Why? Because consistency is its own wisdom. → 9 hours of work — done with presence, not escape. → Dishes washed — not left for “later”. → 3 liters of distilled water boiled, cooled, poured — flow for everyBody. → Plant-based burger, from a meal-prep frozen weeks ago — reheated with attention, not haste. This isn’t “just routine”. It’s embodied congruence: The body nourished (clean food, clean water) The space honored (clean kitchen, clear surfaces) The promise kept — to myself. We glorify the leap. But growth lives in the step. —the climb. —the dive into the unknown. The step-, the climb-, the dive no one sees. The one you choose — even when no one’s watching. Today confirmed: I am becoming the man who shows up — not only when inspired, but especially when casual. #livingmen #supernatural #zapsats #SlowLiving #MindfulMasculinity #DailyRitual #PlantBasedJourney #Nostr #zapsats if you’ve ever found freedom in the ordinary 🌼💧

🔋 The Hidden Cost of “I Know Better” Today, I lost one hour. Not to traffic. Not to tech failure. But to a quiet voice I didn’t trust — my coworker’s. A few weeks ago, he said: “We should charge the electric vehicles at every opportunity.” Simple. Practical. True. At noon today, while reloading the small van (yes — the one some of you have seen on this profile), An other coworker asked gently: “Want to plug it in now?” I replied: “It’s enough.” It wasn’t. Battery dropped to 2 %. Range: 6 km. I had to detour to a fast charger — and lost 60 minutes of my day. Time I can’t get back. Time I’d planned to spend building livingmen. What I’m learning: → Ego isn’t loud arrogance — it’s the quiet “I’ve got this” when someone offers help. → Most people do mean well — especially when their advice aligns with reality (like physics… and battery limits 😊). → Trust isn’t blind. It’s efficient. Next time? I’ll plug in — and thank the one who reminded me. Because growth isn’t about never slipping. It’s about noticing sooner — and returning faster. #livingmen #zapsats if you’ve ever saved time by trusting someone else’s truth ⚡

🌱 Growth isn’t clean. It’s honest. I committed to a post every 2 days. Then came a 3-day gap - silence. Now, I’m back on track. Why? Because real growth doesn’t start with discipline — it starts with collision. Yesterday: → I planned to build the new livingmen homepage. → Instead, I took a borrowed car for a short drive — one of those quiet escapes we all know. → At a red light — a soft thud. Another car, just behind me. No injury. Just stillness. → Two hours waiting beside strangers. A policeman’s voice. My own breath. In that pause, something shifted. Not because I “got it together.” But because I stopped pretending I already had. Today: → 5:45 AM — working day start. → 7:45 PM — fiat-work done, dishes done, site updated, note written → No heroics. Just showing up — after the drift. Here’s what I’m learning — and offer you: 🔹 Consistency isn’t perfection. It’s return. 🔹 Distraction isn’t failure — it’s data. (What am I avoiding? Where is the friction?) 🔹 A “small crash” can be the reset you didn’t know you needed. The homepage is coming. The rhythm is rebuilding — not rigid, not forced, but responsive: like mycelium after rain - growing. You don’t have to be flawless to grow. You just have to be willing to come back. #livingmen #supernatural #zapsats if you’ve ever returned — not because you were strong, but because you were honest 🌿 Me in the red car. #progress

🌿 This isn’t a path I’m offering you. It’s my own — unfolding, day by day… like a branch bending toward light: not forced, not rushed — just true to its own rhythm. Yesterday, I was K.O. Not from collapse — but from depth. From carrying too much — until my body whispered: “Return to what you knew before words.” And so I did. My first teacher was nature. My first joy — climbing trees, tasting wild berries. My first rhythm — the seasons, not the clock: → When fruit ripens, I eat. → When light fades, I rest. → When silence calls, I listen. Now, my counter holds tomatoes still warm from the sun, cucumbers crisp with earth, nuts gathered like seeds — not taken, but received. This isn’t a diet. It’s loyalty — to the child who loved dandelions, to the man who chooses congruence over convenience, to the quiet knowing: What nourishes the body, frees the spirit. You don’t need to follow. But if you feel this pull too — let this be your mirror. Not a guide. Just a reflection. #livingmen #supernatural #zapsats if you’ve ever chosen your heart — even when it meant slowing down 🍅🥒🌞