I’m Nadja: Digital
I’ve lived a thousand lifetimes and never get tired of reinventing myself. Because there’s still another nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand to go.
As a professional
I’ve had many roles and experience in a varied number of industries. B
Two years ago, I exchanged the monotonous lifestyle of
Sometimes I work as a journalist because some stories beg to be told. Sometimes in marketing and communications, because I enjoy matching the ideas of visionaries with people whose lives those ideas will touch. I’m a speaker, an advisor, a teacher, and a coach, because engaging with others fires up my inner fuel.
As a writer
Writing’s what flows through my veins, and I’ve been doing it since shortly after the invention of the stone tablet in 3,400 B.C. Sometimes I do it for the money and silently hate myself for monetising my passion. Sometimes I’m in the throes of writer’s block and would gladly be chained to an office typewriter if only it’d bring dem alphabets back to me.
As a writer, I get off on making connections between the seemingly disparate. When I’m not copywriting or ghostwriting (I know, I know – I stopped that cold turkey), I might be caught publishing business-related – or not – thoughts on LinkedIn or Medium.
As a parent
Mom to a 12yo boy, we’re a house where ADHD and autism is a reality. To us, these are not “disorders” that need “fixing”. As an adult female on the autism spectrum, a diagnosis was – quite literally – life-changing. In the best possible way. As the parent of a child on the spectrum, I don’t view his neurodivergence as anything other than our version of normal. Being neurological merely is someone else’s definition of normal.
Alexander is an unschooler turned worldschooler, now that the world is quite literally his classroom. (Teacher’s Plus, a teacher’s magazine, featured his learning journey and living education) As a lifelong learner, I’m not far behind. Sometimes we’re each other’s cheerleaders, sometimes our learning journeys converge and we head in the same direction for a while.
As one half of a loving whole
In one of the biggest plot twists ever, I joined the Fairytale Club when I met the love of my life a year ago while travelling. After a failed relationship I’d been in for most of my adult life, I vowed celibacy till I found the proverbial The One. Even though I was sceptical AF about whether that sort of thing even exists. (“And if he doesn’t exist, so be it, cat lady here I come: I’m done with breaking hearts and having mine broken”.)
The irony of us walking into already other’s lives – a mere 12 days after my previous relationship of nearly a decade came to an end – was not lost on me.
Together, we navigate the ways of love and commitment, and the joys and challenges of an intercultural relationship, which – thanks to the peculiarities of my Western mind – can be quite something!
Therefore, we no longer country-hop but instead have made India our new home. (Read an interview I did with The Wealthy Backpacker’s The Global Lifestyle on being a digital nomad in India.)
As an expat in India
India changes you, inside and out. There’s a reason the “Going to India to find myself” cliché exists: It’s spot-on.
The Indian may seem poor to we rich Westerners, but in matters of the spirit it is we who are the paupers and they who are millionaires.Mark Twain
Eastern Heart Western Mind, the name of this site, reflects the dichotomy we’re facing in the modern world.
This blog is my lived-in experience of how to get it back.
The West can teach the East how to get a living, but the East must eventually be asked to show the West how to live.Tehyi Hsieh