I Was Doing the Wrong Job All Along

For the past 1.5 years, I was building my marketing agency.

(Thank you and love you, Dennis.)

I am not bad at what I do.

I do enjoy my job.

Am I fulfilled?

No.

Oh man, I’m smiling writing that because it’s unbelievable how I got to this:

Fate (or was it?) led me to building Nomad Nexus.​

And Nomad Nexus, my baby, showed me what I really want to do career wise and personally.

Broken down, the path to it:

1. I got a chance to speak at a conference, Camp Nerd 2024 in Palma.

   

   “GDPR is a giant scam - Conversion Tracking and its relevance for SMEs”

2. Applied for many more opportunities in the nomadic world -

   1. Bansko Nomad Fest,

   2. the Nomad World,

   3. Costa Brava Hub,

and a friend of mine, Chris, suggested applying for the Nomad X Experience in Sinaia, Romania.

Fast forward,

it transformed from a conference into a nomad retreat / conference.

“Too little” people applied.

I loved it.

I connected.

I Exchanged.

Got supported and validated.

Made new, amazing friends that I saw again in Bucharest, Bansko, Sofia, Athens, Istanbul, will see again in Chiang Mai & online - people who ended up supporting this exact project - Nomad Nexus.

It literally changed my life.

Goncalo’s talk about community and instant validation from others did.

“Take the lead. Build a community. And here’s how you do it.”

We’re 11 newsletters into the journey.

96 days since the idea. ❗️ 

30 applications. ✅ 

7 calls scheduled. ✅

1 couple checking flights. 🛫 

The moment I ended the successful call, I jumped.

I couldn’t believe it.

Ideal customer.

Sounds flat, wait, let me rephrase.

SOMEBODY THAT UNDERSTANDS.

Understands the pain

the quiet, hollow evenings

the meals shared with no one

the fleeting, surface-level conversations

the life of a nomad.

(over exaggerated, i’m sipping on coconuts working on a beach)

My point is,

it's never about making money.

It never was, I just had fun.

Especially drinking coconuts.

lol.

But I could never have thought of what I actually want, what fulfils me, what do I crave and HOW do I bring this to life (or the belief that I can) without the things I have done.

My learning? Don’t make money to be rich.

Make money to create, connect, and live with purpose.

Another acquaintance told me, she starts promoting her retreats a year before.

She was never not supportive or anything, but I could feel the disbelief.

Let me be clear- its not fully booked yet.

Yet.

But she now asks: how did you do it?

And honestly:

I believed.

Really fucking hard.

And that’s all that matters.

Peace out,

Danny.

ANSWER TO THIS EMAIL - I will read it!!!

P.S.: if you’re a nomad and like this, apply here. If you can’t make the dates but know someone who would love this, please share. It would mean the world to me.

Sometimes I write these with tears in my eyes.

I never wrote anything with tears in my eyes in the past years.

It does mean the world to me.

P.P.S.: beliefs, ideas and dreams are worthless without execution.