If you read this, you’ll learn how to fly.

No. I don’t mean getting on a plane and watching cars turn into small dots, or neighborhoods into swarms of lights.

You line up, run, and lift off the ground. You feel the air going through your face at high speeds. You feel the bumpy air swaying you. No cockpit, no walls. Just you and nature.

Most of us have dreamed of flying at some point. There’s something about it that’s quite difficult to put into words. But, what if you could literally run into the sky?

That’s exactly what I do.

Running into the sky

I fly on a paramotor. The setup is quite simple: a big piece of cloth called a Paraglider (the wing), and a small 2-stroke engine strapped to my back (the power).

And it’s beautiful.

You go full throttle. You run, run, and run. And suddenly, you see the ground falling down. Your feet are still running, but there’s no longer any traction.

You are tilted up, and it’s as if you are running into the sky, you are slowly sprinting up a stairway to the clouds.

You are no longer on the ground, you are no longer running. You are flying. And that’s when you look around, soak it all in, and you can’t help but smile.

In my essays, I’ll write about personal growth and business. but I also want to share with you a bit of who I am. Who’s behind these words.

We’ll have plenty of time to talk about B2B and consistency; now, I want to introduce you to the most beautiful thing I dare to do.