Surgery on Monday went well.

I’m still recovering a bit sleepy, a bit sore but mostly just grateful.
Grateful for all the kind messages, calls, and good wishes, and for having such amazing people around me. 💜

The next weeks were supposed to look very different.
It should have been the event of the year for me the cherry on top of an incredible year full of conferences, travel, joy, challenges, ups, downs and so much more…

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As a speaker, moderator, and organizer of a Nostr Lounge one of those beautiful community spaces that have become true meeting points for builders, creators, and friends 🫂

But then… sometimes life just throws things at you that you simply can’t control.

Friday morning I woke up, twisted my knee, and ended up needing emergency surgery otherwise I might not be able to run again.
(Some might wonder if that’s really “necessary,” but if you’ve ever crossed a finish line with your whole heart, you know that question doesn’t even exist.)

Sure, I could still fly, even with business class and special assistance.
Yes, I could be mobile, rent a car, and roll around in a wheelchair.
But the truth is the aftercare and rehab I need just aren’t guaranteed over there.
And for once, I have to put my healing first.

Believe me, this trip would have meant the world to me.
And it’s not just about missing a talk. It’s about feeling like I’m letting people down, missing the chance to connect, to share, to onboard more beautiful souls to Nostr, and to finally hug old friends I haven’t seen in months.

But I do believe in the universe.
And maybe this is just one of those moments where it whispers, slow down… something bigger is coming.

The good thing?
There will still be a Nostr Lounge thanks to the amazing humans who make it happen.

I’m endlessly grateful for this community, for my family, and my friends who are helping me heal, stay strong, and keep kind of smiling through all of this. 💜

And why am I sharing this?

Because sometimes it’s not about coming back stronger or pretending “everything happens for a reason.”
Sometimes… it just sucks.
And that’s okay.

It’s a moment to pause, to reflect, and to make a few new life choices.

For me, this was a very clear sign:
Slow down.