My three words for 2009
Yes, this time of the year again... My three words for 2009 are:
Complete. Wisdom. Shared.
Revolutionary geekery and melodramatic reflections
on perpetual learning and other pathways to peace
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Yes, this time of the year again... My three words for 2009 are:
Complete. Wisdom. Shared.
Liebe Eltern, Geschwister, und sonstige übliche Verdächtige,
ich wollte nur mal kurz bei Euch anklopfen und (beste Grüße bestellen, Euch lieb umarmen, und ja) eine kurze Diskussion über Weihnachtsgeschenke anstoßen.
Konkret: Mir geht es gerade enorm auf die Nerven, wie sich überall die Läden mit billigem Flitter und Tand füllen, den Menschen nur deshalb kaufen, weil sie sich verpflichtet fühlen, sich damit für Flitter und Tand von anderen zu bedanken. Oder dass Leute ihre Advents-Samstage damit verschwenden, durch überfüllte Einkaufszentren zu hetzen, um Dinge zu finden, die niemand braucht und haben will - weil man ja schenken muss.
Ganz ehrlich: Ich würde gerne darauf verzichten, meine (und Eure) Wohnung mit unnützen Besitztümern zu füllen. Ich würde gerne darauf verzichten, in diesem Jahr durch den Weihnachtskommerz der Innenstädte zu ziehen. Und ich glaube, dass unser aller Geld besser eingesetzt ist, wenn wir uns selbst kaufen, was wir wirklich brauchen.
Ich glaube auch, dass Konsum nur ein sehr unzureichender Weg ist, um auszudrücken, wie gern ich Euch gern habe. Daher meine Bitte: Schenkt mir nichts dieses Jahr. Und bitte erwartet nicht, dass ich Euch etwas schenke.
Lasst uns lieber dafür sorgen, dass wir Weihnachten eine gute Zeit miteinander haben. In die Sauna gehen, Kekse backen, spazieren gehen, Spiele spielen - was immer.
Was meint Ihr?
2008 - The year of change we can believe in
Where everything is new - the flat, the job, and the year is not even over yet
2007 - The year of travel
Where my carbon footprint is more than ruined after trips to Ecuador, South Africa, China, Vietnam - and Scotland
2006 - The year of arrival
Where I try to settle (and instead grow my passion for nonprofit technology)
2005 - The year of flexibility
Where I juggle four jobs in three countries, and have no money to show for it
2004 - The year of graduation
Where I get over my broken heart, and nearly miss the Edinburgh festival
2003 - The year of departure
Where I don't get my dream job, and instead go abroad (and stay there)
2002 - The year of committees
Where I travel to hundreds of meetings, write proposal and try to be useful
2001 - The year of sustainability
Where I go to Gorleben, work for Greenpeace, join BUNDjugend, start the Kurs ZukunftsPiloten and campaign for peace
2000 - The year of geek-ness
Where I commute between Scharnhorst and Bremen to learn about bits and bytes
1999 - The year of activism
Where I help to mobilize against nuclear power in Germany
1998 - The end of an era
Where I finish school, my grandma dies, and Helmut Kohl is finally sent to retirement
1997 - The year of the clowns
Where a small circus tours to teach about development, and I play the diabolo
1996 - The year of programming
Where I teach myself BASIC and decide to go into computer science
1995 - The year of ambition
Where I try to get into a United World College, but fail
1994 - The year of teen-oblivion
Where something must have happened, but I forgot
1993 - The year of perspective
Where I go sailing, and meet my first vegan, feminist and punk
1992 - The year of water
Where I learn to surf, and am otherwise terribly bored in Tunisia
1991 - The year of fair trade
Where I start spending my Friday afternoons volunteering in the local World Shop
1990 - The year of English
Where I travel to Scotland to meet my penpal Elaine
1989 - The year of buses
Where 18 km distance to school mean getting up at 5:45
1988 - The year of Winnetou
Where I bury myself in Karl May novels, and play cowboys and indians
1987 - The year of service
Where I join my first summer camp, and regularly go to church
1986 - The year of Chernobyl
Where playing outside suddenly became dangerous
1985 - The year of the alphabet
Where Frau Rahm teaches us how to read and write
1984 - The year of Eike
Welcome to the world, brother!
1983 - The year of construction
Where we move into the house my parents built themselves
1982 - The year of Kirstin
Welcome to the world, sista!
1981
1980
1979 - The year I'm born
I'm changing organization, and I'm excited and sad at the same time. Only having graduated in 2004, it's a significant change for me to change after three years in one place. I had a great time, and lots of challenges to grow with [1].
The biggest take-away for me is that I've found my niche: Nonprofit communications. I believe that if a nonprofit gets its communications, its relationships with constituencies and external environment right, there's hardly anything to stop it from changing the world. This understanding of my niche motivates me to look into further education to deepen it, possible with a marketing degree.
Some other things I've learned: