A critical pillar and intrinsic part of this project and my personal work is to share with the world what I learn and see, what I feel and dream.

This adds many layers and dimensions to the project itself, as well as my inner work, which are constantly interlinked.

By keeping the writings to myself, only half of the work is done. Or in a sense even less. Because as the circle is not tied together in the end, all the preparations that was made, may dissolve and fade. Like combining all the ingredients of the cake in perfect fashion without placing the tray in the oven, allowing it to bake.

A lot of effort was made. But without the final step, without the commitment of completion, the potential of the work will not come alive. Thus, not truly become.

Or even if I do bake the cake. The experience lacks a great deal of value if there is no one there to share it with. Somehow the more who partakes the more it matters, somehow the more real it becomes.

And in that sense, behind closed curtains, I can continue preparing something for an eternity without it seeing the light of day. But it is not until I place it in the light, for the eyes of the world to see, that it somehow becomes real.

As well, knowing that other will be able to see or taste, listen or read, smell or feel, something that somehow came from me, adds a force of accountability and feeling of importance. And brings with it the motivation to be more precise and professional.

It adds fuel to the fire by wanting to present myself well, while simultaneously there is the intrinsic human fear to be judged.

          The prerequisite is that I find what I write valuable and worth reading. That it reminds me about something that serves. Or that it inspires, awakens, and opens new doors to a more beautiful world. Beyond that, it is my wish are that it reaches, resonates, and will serve more than me.

          That my lessons from life may add light and inspiration or something of value to someone else. That by sharing, it may serve beyond my person. Which is an essential part of my personal purpose of existing.

          To serve and aid something beyond myself, a higher and broader purpose above my personal survival, comfort, and pleasure.

And this goes for each and everyone one of us, I believe. That we live for something more than our personal selves and that we may express and share our unique truths and gifts with life and love. In our own personal and unique way. That we were designed for and inclined to.

          This work then. This project. These very words. Being a beginning and continuation of that. To find my voice by speaking it. Leaving judgement and the idea of perfection outside and allowing myself to express from where I am here and now.

          And as I do my expression will evolve. My voice will solidify. And my higher purpose and potential may arise and reveal itself.

          And perhaps, just maybe, these words may bring something of value to someone who shares this mysterious journey of life.

          Maybe it can be as “small” as “knowing we are not alone”.

And so, with all the honesty and transparency I can currently amount, I am sharing my personal truths for the world to see and receive as it will and does.

Thank you for reading. With Love. Joakim.

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4 thoughts on “Sharing Publicly – Entering a New Space

  • Nalleli Domínguez

    Felicidades por tu valentía y gran salto a la luz, darte luz dejando conocerte a través de tus letras y encontrarse uno mismo en lo que nos resuena, en hora buena por este salto de valentía.

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    • Gracias Divina por tu palabras y por tu presencia y guia en mi vida <3

  • Meehan Sharon

    Joakim, I remember you, many times in my struggles. I think of my viking. The day we did the painting at Penninghame. That was the day I took control of myself, and who I wanted to be. I don’t know if you remember imprinting your hands on my shirt, I felt safe, I felt seen and felt at peace with who I could be. No one knew the significance of your hands on me, not even you, but after years of abuse I was finally able to see I am not just a sexual object, I felt warmth and love. If only people could understand the impact they might have on a soul, good or bad, the world could be so beautiful. I still have that shirt, and I look at it often, it reminds me of who I am and of your beautiful soul. Thank you for being a part of my journey, however small it may have been to you, but please be aware your soul touched me and opened my universe x x x x

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    • Hello Sharon, Wow so beautiful to hear. From the center of my heart, thank you for your words. I receive with great joy in the perfect moment in my life. I definitely remember a transformational week with an amazing group of people. Thank you for your life. A big hug

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