I feel my year of travel has begun! Physical travel, spiritual travel, day travel, long-term travel, fun travel, work travel (sort of), travel to new realms of possibility… Oh, that’s right I am an extra in the next Star Trek.
LOL LOL LOL nawwwwww, wish so but alas, no.
Sam is headed off on a journey of a lifetime for someone with his
particular hobby (photography). Just shy of two weeks in and around Yellowstone National Park. And staying on a dude ranch at
that! And believe me Dear Heathens the ONLY reason I am not turning three circles widdershins and saying “I divorce thee I divorce the I divorce thee” is because he is in charge of scoping out NEXT summer’s adventure which will include a dude ranch and much MUCH more riding than he will be doing.
During this return to single (aka crazy cat lady) life, which will be the SECOND longest time I have been alone in years (refer to blog entries during my Balance Cleanse in the Living Well blog when I was alone for five days this winter) – oh god that sounds pathetic doesn’t it? I don’t mean for it to I LOVE being alone.
Anyway – travel. When he returns we go immediately into Stay-Cation mode for the annual week-long camp trip, then in late July a possible overnighter for me at a conference downstate, the journey to the end of
land (aka the beach) in August, a two day concert trip in September, possibly the Ren Fair in October, more camp weekends scattered throughout all this, November will find us in Florida AND New Orleans, a holiday get-away close to home is planned for Winter Solstice and in January/February someplace warmer for
a week or so….
OH.MY.GODS I need to learn to pack a better suitcase. What can I say. Experience junkie. Admittedly.
And speaking of experience I am wondering about the soul lately. What is it without experience? What is it without fostering hope and intentions of living well? Define "well" you say – I define it as whatever makes you feel alive.
For me it includes working hard and I do mean AT work. I love my job. I mean, sure, sometimes it is stressful and I think we can all agree that people mostly suck but I still love it. Why? Because I like solving
things. Mysteries I call them. Because that sounds better than “stupid people things” even though that is what most of them boil down to. I like getting to the bottom of stuff and sitting down people that can’t
communicate with each other and fostering some sort of agreement. Oh, you say – I thought you worked in parks and recreation! LOL well, I DO! So, at least I get to do these sorts of things while NOT sitting behind a desk pushing paper. Mostly.
So, I like to work hard and I like to play hard. I love to sweat, smell horses, ride, run, jump, twist, turn, I like to
play awful guitar (I’m not very good), read books that disturb the shit out of me, cry, scream in fright at stupid scary movies, laugh, save toads from being run over in our garage, chase crows, dig in the dirt, hike….NOT do the laundry just to be a rebel. LOL.
Life is made for living and living is only for awhile so why not travel through it with ALL of your emotions intact? Least that’s what I think is necessary…