September, 2025

Jako coach nie jestem ekspertem twojego życia, kariery i organizacji.

Nie wiem nawet jaką kawę pijasz, i czy w ogóle, bo może wolisz herbatę, lub matchę.

Jako coach nie boję się powiedzieć "nie wiem", nie boję się zachęcać Cię do zakwestionowania tego, co uznajesz za pewne., nie obawiam się ciszy, błądzącego wzroku i niepewności.

Find comfort in discomfort. Kto ćwiczy jogę ten wie jak oddechem pracuje się z bólem. Tak i w coachingu, siedzimy w niekomfortowej ciszy, kłamstwie które sami sobie przez lata powtarzamy, i się patrzymy... patrzymy jak więdnie i się odradza w nowej formie - tej wybranej przez nas samych.

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As a coach, I'm not an expert on your life, your career, or your organization. I don’t even know what kind of coffee you drink—or if you drink coffee at all.

Maybe you prefer tea. Or matcha.

I don’t know. And I’m not afraid to say it.

I’m not afraid to challenge what seems certain.

I’m not afraid of silence, of wandering eyes, or of uncertainty.

Find comfort in discomfort.

Anyone who practices yoga knows how breath helps us sit with pain.

It’s the same in coaching.

We sit in uncomfortable silence.

In the lie we’ve told ourselves for years.

And we watch.

We watch it wither…

…and come back to life in a new form.

One we choose—consciously—this time. 

August, 2025

Who knew wasting time was actually crucial to healthy functioning?

And I mean WASTING TIME.

Not listening to a business podcast while reading a self-help book.

Not cleaning.

Not going for a jog as a part of your workout routine.

Or ticking something else off your to-do list..

What happened to lazy non-productive days? When did how we feel become less important than how we perform?

The word ‘productivity’ comes from the 17th-century French productif which could be translated as “serving to produce”. And we know who loves productivity: capitalism.

You work, you spend, work, spend, the more you work, the more you can spend, the more you work, the more you need to spend, the more you work, the worse you feel, so you buy more, get yourself a stress relief massage, or maybe a spa day, vacation, something that will help you escape “the stress of everyday life”, the anxiety, smooth out the wrinkles on your forehead and the pit in your stomach.  Capitalism sells toxic dreams of wealth and constant happiness, far away from your family home, community, nature, wholesome food and generational wisdom.

Slow down.

Stop buying dreams.

Live your dream. Your life.

How will you waste time today?

Time waster, Asia 

July, 2025

Two months ago, I walked 300 kilometers in 10 days — from Porto, Portugal to Santiago de Compostela, Spain.

Along the way, I discovered a few (un)expected truths:

-Good shoes do (!) matter.

-You don’t need a plan to survive.

-Comfort and adventure rarely coexist.

-Walking didn’t give me time to reflect — it gave me space to be mindful.

Before setting off on this long-time bucket list adventure, I thought it would change me. I wasn’t sure how, exactly — but I imagined hours of deep reflection about my life, my purpose, and how to live more intentionally. Instead, I got blisters. Rain. Moments of frustration — mostly with my mom, who walked beside me.

And then, somewhere between exhaustion and routine, something else arrived: harmony, bliss, and a deeper kind of mother-daughter love.

How did that happen?

Despite my expectations, I couldn’t think much during the walk. I was fully in the zone — focused on each step, each breath, just moving forward. For ten days, my life narrowed to a simple rhythm: wake early, grab a quick breakfast, walk for 6 to 10 hours, find food, rest, sleep. Repeat.

It wasn’t easy. More than once, I questioned why I’d chosen this as my “vacation.”

But then something unexpected happened.

I became present. Fully here, in the moment. Aware of my emotions and how I responded to them.

I felt happy. I felt at ease in my body, in my choices, in my life — without trying to control any of it.

Things began to flow — around me and within me. I didn’t have to push. I didn’t have to try so hard.

This journey showed me the power of mindfulness — not as a concept, but as a lived experience. It taught me the value of being here and now, instead of endlessly striving toward some far-off version of a “better life.”

I don’t want to wait for my life to begin.

It already has. 

June, 2025

Okay... you got me.

I’m a big foodie. I love food. Discovering new flavours and connecting with people over food has been at the top of my hobby list since I was a kid. Food was always important to me. But this post isn’t about food.

It’s about death! Haha

Another topic high on my list of interests.

And there is this show called Somebody Feed Phil on Netflix that I enjoy watching. In one of the interviews with Mr. Rosenthal, he said that the best advice he got when he wasn’t sure what to do after Everybody Loves Raymond was over, was “Do the show you want to do, because in the end, they are going to cancel you anyway”.

And this is a great summary of how I feel about life lately. We all get cancelled in the end. There is an expiry date to all of it. End date. Game over. Nada mas. And in many cases it happens sooner than anticipated.

How do you want to spend your life? If every minute of it counts, what do you want to fill it with?

So this post is a bit about food, death, life, dreams, and everything in between. The “in-between” that fuels it all. 

January, 2025

Intention is my word for 2025.

I want to become more intentional with my life, work, passions, and time in general. In a world of many options—books to read, podcasts and audiobooks to listen to, bucket list goals to aim for—I want to pause for a second and take a moment to reflect on selecting intentionally how I want to spend my time and thus, my life.

And of course, I want to leave a bit of space for the unknown~ magic~pimiento.

and what word comes to you when you think about the upcoming year?