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diff --git a/scratch.txt b/scratch.txt index 7bee981..0d82fdf 100644 --- a/scratch.txt +++ b/scratch.txt @@ -1,4 +1,19 @@ -I did. For just over three years. 2004 among them. I ran the kitchen at Fresh Pasta Bistro, which became Viva around the time I left. I believe it finally shut down for good a couple years ago. Anyway, yeah, Northampton. Good town. +a.girl.and.her.commander When I first decided I was going to live on the road, I got a lot of questions from people that were trying to understand why the heck anyone would do such a thing. Sometimes I kept it simple and just answered with, "I want to travel more!" but it was so much bigger than that. I would go as far as to say that traveling full time wasn't even the number 1 instigator of this big life change. + +It was a couple months before I found Mander and I remember trying to explain my motivation behind what I was doing to my Mom and Sister. I told them, "It's a spiritual endeavor. I want to be tested in ways I can't imagine and try to be ok no matter what." I was excited for things to be hard. I was excited to be forced to grow. I was pulling the rug out from under my own feet and putting faith in myself like I had never done before. + +Now, mind you, "ok" doesn't mean happy as a clam, totally unaffected, no bad feelings ever. On the contrary, it means letting go of the reigns, opening myself up to the unknown and trusting that I had the ability to see myself through it. That's basically welcoming a whole heap of tough stuff to happen to ya. And it has. And I'm ok. Heck, I'm more than ok. I'm better than before. This whole endeavor, from the word go, has done nothing but affirmed my suspicions that we are stronger and more malleable than we ever give ourselves credit for. And no matter what, we will adjust and find a way to be ok. + +Cycles. Loops. Close them where you find them. For example, heres an energy loop: sun, plants, animals, waste, plants animals, waste. Find yourself in that. For example, the sun helps plants grow, hogs eat some of those plants, hog get slaughtered and made into bacon, I eat the bacon, I crap out the bacon into a composting toilet that eventually becomes soil for the plants that grow so the hogs can eat them... this is a minimally wasteful loop. I don't want to call it closed because there are variables (water, sunlight, not having a plague of locusts decend on your plants, etc), but it is robust on scale that swings from robust to totally batshit crazy, which would be the cycle that puts bacon in a package you buy from the store. + + + + + + + + + A while back someone at work mentioned wanting to write about how there is little to no regulation in the realm of "alternative" medicine and its rife with scams. I volunteered to write a rebuttal, because I'm glad alternative medicine is not regulated. I did not elaborate and I forgot all about it until someone brought it up again, this time specifically asking why I was glad there were no regulations. |