Twenty years ago my dad found this abandoned village in the north of Spain. It had nine ruins and a church. He liked it, decided to live there and started rebuilding the village by himself.

Now last year my dad died and the village was abandoned again. I’ve always been playing with the idea of settling here at one point in my life. Earlier than expected, that time is now here.

I’ve always wanted to be more self sufficient and outside, a bit more of a quiet life, but I don’t want to be here alone, like my father did. One man can only do so much.

I would love to start this project with a few people and let it grow. At some point it will be like a village again. I would, for example, love to bring back the bakery of the village for a more communal feeling. But first there is a lot of work to do, we arrived last month so we’re just getting started.

We are working our asses off and it feels good. I never really liked working before and now I work 12 hours a day without any problems or complaints. Ever since we decided to move to the village, things started flowing so much, it really felt like a sign from the universe, that this was the right thing to do.

I’ve always been a traveler so staying in one place is something new for me. Before, when I was staying at one place for a longer time, my life started to feel less fulfilled. But here it’s so different, waking up with this brightness in the morning and feeling motivated to start crazy plans and idea’s. There is so much life energy available here, I feel happy and at peace.

My seed for change: If you have a crazy idea? Just do it and don’t think about it too much. The worst you can do is regret not doing anything when the opportunity has passed.