Over the course of a year, our home was transformed, but deep inside, we didn’t feel fulfilled. Winters were heavy for our mental health, and travelling away for a longer period of time was not that simple. We could hear our neighbours say: “You’ve accomplished a lot in a short time, but you will see that the work on your property will never end.” And we could not agree more.
In the warm months, we were in constant war with nature, which was steadily trying to overtake every square meter of our property that we had cleaned up. Also, keeping those houses up north warm in the cold months requires lots of energy, and leaving them unheated for winter would often lead to damage, even when one takes all the necessary precautions. Eventually, realizing the burden of the ongoing costs for our property, we decided to sell it.
We shared our plans with close friends of ours, who did not believe in God at that time, and, to our surprise, they said they wished they could do the same, hoping that a different lifestyle could make the difference for them. It turned out that deep inside, after years of having what seemed to be a dream life, they were not satisfied. Maintaining and improving their property kept them busy and seemed to have given them the illusion of a purpose, but not the real thing, and definitely not the satisfaction they had expected.
We left Sweden with only what we could fit into our car, crossed Europe, dropped off our few bulkier possessions with family, and went to Asia. Soon, we ended up being digital nomads. It was not what we had initially planned—we actually wanted to rent an apartment and live in one place for years to come, yet because of closed or not fully open doors of opportunity, digital nomading is what we ended up with.