It’s been such a long time since i last blogged. I mean, really blogged. Done some posts on diy and decoration, but it’s a long time ago that i wrote something about, well… my life. And now i do not want to wait any longer, so here’s a recap of the time between last summer and today. Or actually, it’s about three years, 2009-2012.
Some of my readers might know i’m educated to be an art therapist. Since April 2009 i’ve worked at a mental health clinic. I’ve worked with teenagers and adolescents with mental issues and/or addiction. It was a great job, to be able to use my creativity to help people and coach them in discovering their own creative abilities. During my education i always dreamed of such a job. I enjoyed working in a multidisciplinary team and come up with therapeutic programs. But for some reason i kept feeling that it wasn’t really what i wanted to do. Other ideas came to mind and sort of got in the way of my job. The other way around as well, as my job got in the way of developing my ideas to start an independent business. This actually started about six months after i got my art therapy job. I tried to ignore this for quite some time. There were periods of time that i succeeded in that, but there were also times that i couldn’t help myself from daydreaming about crafts, coffee, design, illustration, further education, moving to London or Berlin and so much other stuff. I felt so restless. My mind was occupied with all these thoughts, hopes and dreams and i couldn’t control in which direction they went. One day i wanted to be an art therapy research person and the other day i wanted to move to Berlin and open a craft café. And when i made up my mind, i had no clue what so ever on where to start. So when i decided to quit my job and move to Berlin, i had no idea what to do next. I got cold feet. And when Mr D and i got together (yay! best thing that ever happened to me!), it was really comfortable to change my mind, not move to an other country and keep my job as an art therapist. And another year went by. The first couple of months were really nice. I could focus on my job again. I felt so happy with my choice. And then Mr D went to live in Berlin for six months.
I mean… WHAT!?
Berlin… of all places, was where he went. And so did i. Twice a month for the weekend. And between those weekends, i missed my Mr and i missed my Berlin. But how great a chance this was for my dude and how happy i was (and still am) for him to have that opportunity. But i can still feel, to this day, something deep down in me saying: it should have been me going to Berlin. Do not get me wrong. I do not regret my choice of staying in the Netherlands and keeping my job. I am just a little more envious than i’d like to be. It’s not a pretty emotion, i’d rather not have it and just be happy for someone, especially Mr D. But lets face it. I’m human. Ugly it is, but it did help me with a future choice i wanted to make. It made me realise i was not happy with where i was and that something had to change.
And so i decided it was time to conclude that my art therapy job was not for me. It’s a wonderful and fulfilling job to work with people who are (temporarily) not able to see joy in their life. It is beautiful to see how art and creativity can give them a little joy that everybody deserves. Truly blessed, i felt, having the opportunity to do just that. And still, i felt i had to quit my job, get another (less mentally tiring) job and meanwhile work on my indie business ideas. So i resigned. And since September last year i am no longer working as an art therapist.
I worked a while as a barista at Simon Levelt Cafe in Rotterdam, the company where i worked in Utrecht during my time as a student. When the cafe in Rotterdam closed its doors, i got another barista job with a company that had many good barista’s working. I learned a lot. And then a co-worker from Mr D’s Berlin job, told us her cousin was opening a new cafe in Utrecht, my old town. A good coffee shop/lunchroom where young artists can expose their work and where unemployed people get the chance to build up working experience. So it’s a social-creativity-cafe. Sounds like my bag doesn’t it? So i emailed that co-workers cousin and explained what weird combination of experience and interests i have.
I got a phone call an hour later. We arranged to meet at his cafe in Amsterdam. A couple more meetings followed and in December 2012 i signed a contract to become the new manager of Coffeemania Utrecht. I’m working for Coffeemania since January now. We hope to open the cafe next month. I am busy finding and training barista’s. Looking for a good cook. Contacting all sorts of people, organizations and companies. Thinking about how to run the cafe. It’s so exciting! What a chance for me to develop more skills i might need in the future. How great to work with a good and fair company, with beautiful products, meeting new people and using all of my abilities. Right now, this is the perfect job for me. I am happy with my choice. It was a good thing to do.
I don’t know whether i will someday have my indie business. My guess is yes. Right now, running a business as if it’s my own is very satisfying.
And about leaving the Netherlands? Who knows? We might one day. We can, but don’t have to. We are free to go or to stay. Have a cup of coffee in the meantime.
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I hope to check in here more often than the last couple of months. See you soon lovelies!
XO Jeau















































