I am not afraid to show myself. I never was... However, I was taught to fear others and the words they might speak. The thoughts they might think. My inner struggle however kept repeating: "I am not responsible for what... Continue Reading →
October 30th, it was nine years (9, that's almost 10, right?) Nine years since I left the cold Dutch winters behind. And I promise you, I haven't missed them since. Spring was my favorite time of the year, autumn the second... Continue Reading →
I wonder why I feel the need to write and bother you all (y'all, for my "other" friends) with my posts. But here I am still typing and pushing my words on all these social media outlets while smiling in... Continue Reading →
Last Sunday I had an epiphany. I walked for more than an hour for the first time (do you know how much things you can think about in that time frame?). It wasn't just a walk though. It was supposed... Continue Reading →
It's already been a week since I stood in front of a group of teens. Correction, 3 groups of +/- 60 teens. In this last week I barely had the time to reflect what that day meant. I'm on a... Continue Reading →
Breathing! Yes, breathing. It's as simple as it sounds except for when you really need to do it, except, you don't know how... How can something so natural, so basically necessary be so crucial in your change? Again, it's simple.... Continue Reading →
Zanzibar, Curacao. A Saturday night many, many moons ago... She looked at me. She listened. She whispered. She smiled. That smile. That huge beautiful smile. That brief touch. Surrounded by friends, yet we stood there as if we were alone.... Continue Reading →
It were words. Merely words. Real words. It isn't so much about love. It isn't weakness. It isn't about what it wasn't but it is a way to embrace life. It was an adventure as you could only imagine as... Continue Reading →
Have you heard the words every time she comes by the whispers of a nutcase with a heart full of nothing and a nothing full of heart Like an occupation I long for the magic letting the words divide leave... Continue Reading →
Andrew “Andy” Kirchner was born on the Caribbean island of Curaçao but spent years living in The Netherlands before returning home. Apart from being a Social Worker, Andy fed his adventurous spirit by working as a Salsa Teacher, a Poet, a Balloon Entertainer, and as a Tourist Guide and Dive Instructor. After a drastic, life-changing event in 2012, Andy had to learn how to live again. He needed to face many ugly truths and use past experiences to rebuild his life to become The Recycled Pirate. Today, Andy is an often-asked public speaker, a holistic lifestyle and personal development coach and a self-proclaimed yogi. He teaches Mindfulness methods by a non-conformist as a Pirate who recycled his own life.
Find Andy on Instagram or Twitter or watch his TEDx Aruba Talk From Wheelchair to Social Entrepreneur here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BxY7hRhZKAk&t=5s.