Full moon over Koldinghus and its surroundings with the public swimming pool lighting up at the right. Thinking about the wonderful workshop with leaders in Kolding and with Poula Helth. Thinking about how Kolding has changed, since 1250, as has the world around it. A castle once so huge and mighty.. Kingdoms crumble and new regimes appear.
Kolding was last stop on a journey that has taken me to 13 different places this fall, from Barcelona to New York, from Tòrshavn to Pori, getting a snap shot through all the workshops and the walks, the conferences and the exhibitions, of human and urban relations and states of mind in 2019. The year that Greta T and the climate changes finally really broke through. Which means that I get to work directly with the transformations that we face. Paradoxically, I am grateful for that. I am pretty sure the pressure is needed, and I still believe this could open up the eyes of humans across the globe. Definitely, Europe is shaking and sensing the need to react.
So my last job this year, apart from a couple of exams at the coaching center, a couple of budgets, a chapter for a book on educational challenges, and a plan for a seminar on the philosophy of crime, oh and plans for urban nature experiments in 2020, will be to write a small new year review with my impressions.
In other words: standing by the lake. Pondering over the gaps in our perception. The spell of the past and the wonder of a future that started without anyone really paying attention. The moon coming out over the landscape, bathing everything in a different colour. Time for reflection, and for bridging to a year with a lot of action, again.