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Pirate Wisdom

It’s just one bad day in a beautiful life

You don't recover from a spinal cord injury. I don't, apparently. No worries, I know I'm lucky to be alive. I'm lucky to not sit in a wheelchair. And most off all, I am lucky that I know how to deal with physical limitations. How to accept a lesser day and not let my mind control my thoughts Some day you wake up and you feel: "NOT TODAY!"

Pirate’s Wisdom; Extended

The first question that arises "Is today going to be OK, or are you going to be in pain?" It is easier than to learn what you are about to speak, to chose the pain. It's too convenient to spit words out "I'm not OK." So I speak from what I know and learn from what I'm about to share. It's a fear and anxiety to be naked right in front of you. Still, with every post I recycle my words as I've done with my life. My lessons are a lesson to myself and I give you a look in how I fight. I can be OK, if I choose so...

The TEDx Aruba Aftermath; Emptiness.

I feel empty. Almost lost, but mostly just empty. Months of preparations, years of wishing. A build up of emotions, expectations, realizations. The tension that slowly sneaks into your whole being. It's not just talking on a red dot, the stage or the attention that comes with it. For me it is the emotions that I canalized to be able to do what I do.

Bucket list, check! #TEDxAruba

I pushed myself up from my wheelchair and climbed into the hospital bed, immediately reaching for my journal next to my pillow. As I started writing, tears wet the paper I was writing on...

The TEDx Aruba Transcript (Official)

4 years ago I witnessed death in my arms and saw what fighting for your last breathe of air really was like. I had been on a dive with my girlfriend and we went too deep for too long. Too irresponsible. After an emergency ascent I saw her bloodshot eyes, her pale face and her blue lips as she was gasping for air.

I love me, but I love us more.

I took the obligation to fight as a knight and rebel as a Pirate, both warriors for their cause. I don’t divide. I unite. I don't listen to Ghandi, Bob Marley or Nelson Mandela. I live them.

SIÑA BIBA…    

Siña hala rosea. Rosea ta siñabo pasenshi. Kon pa wanta dolor, kon pa wanta sla i kon pa parti amor. Si bo no hala rosea, bo no por biba balansá. Siña siña. Mas bo sa. Mas bo por. Mas bo... Continue Reading →

The Pirate’s Manifesto

Grow Stronger: Learn your weakness. Fight with your power and grow your strength. Body, mind and spirit. Push yourself harder than you have ever done before, for you need results you never thought you were able to achieve. Get Smarter:... Continue Reading →

The next chapter. My next chapter.

I love myself. Unconditionally. There I said it. Publicly. Hate me. Love me. It doesn't matter. It doesn't change who or what I am I forgave myself. For all the wrong I've done. And to the people surrounding me, there... Continue Reading →

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