This month I hit my lowest low. On of the leading Berlin newspaper's headline commented on my mood: "Berlin's Environmentalists Between Despair And Defiance". This month referendum about the ownership of the city's electric grid was rejected. The idea was to force the city's government to re-buy the grid that

Sunday morning: It is still dark when I dump my bag at the hotel's reception and head out for the beach. The sky turns purple and pink while the waves and the sand dig my feet deep into the ground. It has been so very long! I decide to take

I love autum. A time in between. A time when the inner-city is reclaimed by those who live in it instead of the tourists. The drizzling rain washes the streets preparing the city for a fresh start into the new year. The leaves turn yellow and red reminding the local

For a few weeks now strangers have been ambushing me with polarising questions and smothering my son with balloons, for a few weeks now my inbox is overflowing. For a few weeks now I cannot get rid of this upset stomach… The symptoms are clear: Elections are coming up. On

In 2007 I traveled around Europe to train and organise environmental youth groups, network, give lectures and plant a seed of action. One of the biggest events of that year was the bianual convention of the Evangelical Church in Germany. I was invited to co-deliver the sermon with the topic: