„Let’s live our lives as a book we would want to read” Unknown author
Writer, adventurer, traveler.
Entertainer, producer, and a great lover of dogs, animals, nature, and life.
Often being referred to as a Dog whisperer or Czech Bear Grylls.
COLLECTOR OF EXPERIENCES, KNOWLEDGE AND INSIGHTS.
Formerly naive, nowadays rather realistic, pragmatic, yet forever dreaming idealist ☺
Sice 2020 being rather in exile, on the basis of deplorable development in the homeland (politics, corona, economics).
Looking for solutions, happiness and new skills in the wilderness of the polar circle.
As per his own motto: “There is always a way” and “turn weakness to a strength”.
“The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out
why” Mark Twain
“If you don’t follow through on your dreams, you might as well be a vegetable.” Burt Munro
“Life belongs to those who can hold their shit together” Charles Bukowski
Welcome to the website of The Wretched Man, The Sinful Vessel 😉
Even though many have labeled me as a “dog lover” or “traveller” or “adventurer”, just as my books were regarded as “travel“ or “dog” related, it’s only a partial truth.
Books are namely about overcoming obstacles, finding ways and many other insightful messages that are meant literally for everyone. First and foremost, they are to entertain, motivate and to inspire. Just like my other activities and projects. Before those labels were put on me, I was a man of many professions, activities and hobbies which all transpires till today.
I don’t consider myself to be a master in any field nor do I see myself fit to give advice to others (at all!). It’s just the fact that I’ve been through a variety of activities and experiences, also messed some things up… Result of which led me to gain valuable experiences, knowledge and to sift and sort my skills. At the same time I’ve encountered countless people, listened to a great deal of stories and read plenty of those as well. I’ve seen a lot and lived through a lot… All these blessings combined with my great memory and ability to interconnect things had me arrive at certain conclusions, which is (and should be) constant and never ending developmental process…
To make my statement of not being some Mr. Perfect even more clear and also because I love humor, self-reflection, irony and perspective, I present myself as The Wretched Man, The Sinful Vessel on social media. It will also be the name of my upcoming book and also my Travel Stand Up with Screening carries the same name.
More information about my story, whys and wherefores can be found on www.vzdyjecesta.cz, my beloved brainchild, which will probably describe me the best.
Should you be interested in a more detailed (and not only) professional background of mine, please check the References section.
Thank you in advance for your time and interest!
Wish you all what I often wish for myself: Will and wisdom to see the truth on the quest of finding your journey, as well as patience, determination and strength to continue walking once you find it…
It pays off. Believe me.
The fact is that with introspection, good self esteem, humor, healthy judgment, joy and steel determination it’s way easier
Our experiences are not to be taken as a terrifying sign or as an inexcusable sin. They are mirroring our karma and the way we face them, confirms our maturity.“
lama Ole Nydahl
„The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of those depths. Those are people who know respect, empathy and have understanding towards life. They are filled with compassion, kindness and deep love. People are not always beautiful. The good people may not be born pretty but they will make themselves beautiful.“
„Many people, if not most, including those who should really strive for and look for the truth, are often those who don’t want to uncover the truth. They only want to possess it.”
„It’s better to aim for the stars and miss…, then to aim the feces and hit the target… ;-)“
It does not interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for
And if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It does not interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love.
For your dream for the adventure of being alive.
It does not interest me what planets are squaring your moon,
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow,
If you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shriveled and closed from fear from further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain. My or your own.
Without moving to hide it, or trade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, my or your own.
If you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy
fill you from the tips of your fingers and toes,
without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic.
To remember the limitations of being human.
I want to know if you can see beauty, even if it’s not pretty every day
And if you can source your own life from it’s presence.
It does not interest me, if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can live with failure. Your or mine,
and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon YES.
It does not interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,
weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It does not interest me who you know, or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It does not interest me where, of what, or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself.
And if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
(Author Oriah Mountain Dreamer, opening poem for her book The Invitation.
Not many texts are reaching so deeply into depth of my soul)