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Fresh Air

It’s important to remember why you are doing anything in the first place. Being with the right group of people may sometimes help remind us of what that is. My recent trip was an eye-opener for sure, and I wouldn’t have changed it a bit. The past couple of months have been rocky, and I didn’t think that I would be ready to start a trip so abruptly. However, there are times when you just have to roll the dice.

Taking this opportunity to get out of my stagnant state-of-mind helped me remember why I made this blog in the first place. One of the primary reasons in fact; to bring awareness to my community about living an alternative lifestyle. Contributing to what is important in the world. There are times when I get lost in my own head and begin to whine and moan about things that are wrong in my life, but I know that those things pass and that there are greater issues that need to be addressed then my petty BS. Having a new sense of why I started to fight for a cause has made me realize that I have been way too lax in my writing.

Perhaps my writing is simple, but at least it is for purposes greater than myself. Continuing to have platform may prove to be the very bridge that I need to cross in order to open a new chapter in my life. And I’m willing to take it to the next level.

It is a wonderful thing when you can see inspiration on the horizon. And knowing that it can help others in some way is rewarding enough. Thank you Dear Reader, I would love to hear from you if you have any feedback as well!

Post Scriptum- I’m going up to Oregon for a while to help a friend out with another farm. Perhaps this will open doors to something amazing! *fingers crossed*

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My Brief Trip

Just getting back from Standing Rock, North Dakota and there are still whirlwinds of ideas blowing around in my head. My time there was a good chance for personal healing as well as a moment for me to reflect on the importance of community and the reason why I started this blog in the first place. Although every day was different and full of things to do, there were also things that were going seemingly unnoticed.

I won’t really get in to that, as I don’t want to seem like I’m bad mouthing anyone. But there are some imperative issues that need to be addressed and fixed as soon as possible. Especially because there are more and more people showing up every day.

For the time being, I think that I will be going up to a different farm to get my wits back and work on my art and my journalism. I think that being here for so long has made me stagnant in some aspects, and that’s never good. Being in North Dakota was a refresher course in what it is that I want to leave this world when I’m gone; and fighting for our youth is one major componant.

I will be writing a synopsis of sorts about my brief trip to Standing Rock, and I hope that it will be informative to those who will be joining the stuggle throughout the winter. This pipeline is not going to stop, and every day they are digging and the drill gets closer and closer. My goal is to bring awareness to those who think that they will be able to withstand the freezing temperatures of the coming months and to help supply people with adequate information that may help them in the coming weeks.

Fresh Air

It’s funny to think that someone that lives outdoors would need some fresh air. But what I have realised is that when I was in the city, I dreamed of going to the country side, thinking that all my worries would be washed away. However, now that I am here, sometimes, I feel like I just want to go to the city and spend some time with all the crazy people and cars and lights.

But there is something that I have found to be even more soothing. The reassurance and support of an old friend.

My friend has come from Oregon and he I used to live with him for a while a couple of years ago. I worked in his garden and was able to do pretty much anything I wanted there. The only difference is that he always gave me supportive feedback and corrected me if I was doing a technique or practice wrong. Instead of taking over, he always let me retry with him doing it by my side.

This is one aspect in a friend and mentor that I can get behind.

I don’t see a point in telling someone that they are doing something wrong and then taking the project from them and doing it themselves the way that they first imagined the task being done. I don’t think I work that way.

These last few weeks, with my friend Dirt having health issues and my boss never really being here, doing the work in the garden was a drag. It bored me and I had no motivation due to the fact that no one else is interested in it. (which is strange because we live on a farm…) However, since my good friend Robin has been here, I feel extremely more inclined to be out there fixing and maintaining the garden as it should be. He loves to garden and knows about farming. He’s been doing it since he was young. I don’t know how old he is, but his fiery spirit leads his way. He, too, is a traveler and he won’t be here very long, but his time here has certainly made mine more enjoyable.

It’s nice to be in the garden with someone who wants to be there, and who actually is filled with knowledge about many types¬†of flora and fauna.

This post is simply to appreciate the people in your life that you aspire to be or that you can trust to help you along your path to wherever it is that you may be going. People like this deserve to be held in high regard and esteem because there are not enough of them!

Thank you Dear Reader, for your time.

Timing

So it’s almost that time where I’ll have to revert to a type of lifestyle that holds many pitfalls. And that’s not necessarily something that I want to do, but I must. The thought of all the good times that will always happen, and how much it outweighs the bad times… is worth it. And I don’t think that there will be any other feasible thing for me to do right now. It is a ride East, which will help me in the search for a WWOOF host eventually when the time comes. One thing that I am really trying to do. Having a connection to North Carolina will prove to be worth the trip!

Also with options in Georgia or Florida. However, I don’t know what will occur on this journey. I’m happy that I’ll be able to travel and tweet, which is where I’ll be doing most of my online chatter. I hope to get some pictures, even though my tablet is poor quality.

Dear Reader, I’m full of anxiety and this journey might be what I need. “There’s nothing that the road can not heal” is something that reverberates. Thank you for reading such a fidgety and angsty post. Cheers.

Momentum (and a few thoughts on Ferguson)

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My printed directory and phone have arrived! Now comes the tedious, yet exciting, task of calling up hosts. It being winter and all, it can be difficult. Though I will try. I have been trying to find people of the same mind set to travel with. To no avail. I have been spending time doing this, and I’m not discouraged. Usually, there is always someone to meet on the road.

Having a phone again reminds me, however, that I don’t have anyone to really talk to, laugh out loud. But with one, it’s easier for host farms to contact me, which is a plus.

I have been keeping up with the news in Ferguson, and as much as I hate to admit it, I think everyone who was following knew what the outcome would be. Thus, the riots all over the place. I even heard someone stole some crossbows from a pawn shop. It’s sad, but the fact that cops get away with murder is horrifying. It’s the kind of society that I don’t want to live in.

One of the things I would like to stress is that by using violence it will only perpetuate more violence. After all the images that I saw, it reminded me of what a teacher told me about true “anti-social” behaviour. Anti social behaviour isn’t someone who doesn’t like to talk to other people. It is the destruction of objects or places that are used by the community/public so as to inhibit the joy of using those objects or places.

Whether I see it as justified anger or merely another attempt to show that people who care are violent, I’m not sure. Yet. How do feel about what happened in Ferguson?

Thank you Dear Reader for any input and it is appreciated!

Though Flowers Will Die

A flower to represent what was lost and what will be once more.

A flower to represent what was lost and what will be once more.

They will bloom again.

And I believe that with many other aspects of this life. Knowing Loss, I can let go. Knowing pain, I can endure. I believe this to be true. Every adventure begins with the first step, even if that step is quite painful. Being alone for while makes me realise what I truly have and what it means to have nothing. I’ve stated this before, Greater Love and Lesser Love are the same. Knowing sorrow, I can be happy.

I must say though, Dear Reader, it is challenging. But what good is a challenge if you don’t learn anything from it? Getting closer and closer to departure, I can feel it in my bones that it is going to be a good decision. Having nothing to lose, I have everything to gain from it. And who knows? I might end up exactly where I want to be.

Thank you Dear Reader for your time. Have a wonderful day.