Prague, you blew my mind. AGAIN.

This week, I celebrated not only my birthday — but also my Bitcoin anniversary.

I found myself back at

, exactly one year after attending my very first Bitcoin conference. Last year, I was invited as a wide-eyed visitor, not quite sure what I was getting myself into. I didn’t think it could hit me the same way twice. But it did.

Prague, you got me again. And honestly, I didn’t even see it coming.

Coming back felt surreal for so many reasons. Not just because of the city’s beauty — those rooftops and golden alleyways still make you feel like you’ve stepped into a storybook. Not just because of the scale of BTCPrague, which somehow manages to be both massive and intimate at the same time. But mostly because I’m simply not the same person I was last year.

Back then, I couldn’t have imagined becoming part of a global movement that would carry me through 18 countries, countless cities, and more late-night airport sprints than I care to admit. Since boarding a flight to Buenos Aires eight months ago, I’ve been on a non-stop rollercoaster: speaking, moderating, podcasting, onboarding, and yes… even becoming a meat eater again after 20 years of vegetarian life. (Sorry, tofu. It’s not you, it’s the asado.)

Before Bitcoin, before NOSTR, I was burned out from the fiat grind. I had left the most toxic job of my life in 2019, not really knowing what I was looking for, just knowing I’d lost something. My spark. My softness. My curiosity. Many years I tried different things...

Then came Prague.

BTCPrague 2024 was the first time I felt it again: that fire. That hope. That playfulness. It made me question everything I thought I wanted. Including the idea that family or motherhood had no place in my story. Maybe it wasn’t me who was wrong. Maybe it was the system that made me forget who I really am: someone who’s meant to bloom. To shine. To connect people. To care deeply.

This year, I returned to Prague not just as a guest — but as a speaker. On Developer Day, we gave a very special Fireside Chat. “Navigating the Onboarding Maze?!” — diving into the chaos and charm of helping new users find their way into Nostr.

Over the last year, I’ve learned more than I ever expected. A lot of that learning came from the people I met, including one person in particular, who walked beside me through this journey. You weren’t part of the plan, but somehow made everything feel easier. Since meeting you, I’ve discovered facial expressions I didn’t know I had — and apparently, I can go to the theatre now without complaining. That kind of care? Rare.

But I won’t lie — this space can be intense. The brilliance. The energy. The people. After every high comes a crash. I joked today: “Post-conference glow? More like post-conference crash. I look and feel like trash.”

And it is true. After months on the move, my brain is buffering. I need time to rest, to reflect, and to process everything this wild year has brought.

What really hit me this week — especially during

powerful closing keynote is that this has never just been about Bitcoin. It’s not just code, or mining, or sats.

It’s about something deeper. Something ethical. Something human.

“Choose ethical money,” Jack said. “This is a moral code. A moral protocol. One that defends our rights, our future, and our ability to enjoy the time we have on this planet.”

That stayed with me.

Because for me, Bitcoin has never been about “number go up.” It’s been about people. About building a world that works for us, not against us. About reclaiming time, sovereignty, softness, and joy.

And Prague reminded me of all that. Again.

What Now?

I’ve just started working with the amazing team at Terahash: yes, a real Bitcoin job. Can you believe it? After months of burning through savings, hopping flights and throwing myself headfirst into this ecosystem, I can finally say: it’s starting to pay off.

All the late nights. The doubt. The self-funded chaos. Worth it. Every single bit.

But now? A little break.

I’ll be quieter for the next few weeks — not because I’m gone, but because I’m processing. This past year changed me in ways I’m still discovering. And I want to be fully here for whatever comes next.

To everyone who’s been part of this journey: thank you. Especially those who believed in me when I barely believed in myself. You know who you are.

And to the BTCPrague crew: what you’ve created is so much more than a conference. It’s a homecoming.

The next six months? Big things are coming.

But first: deep breaths.

And maybe a nap.