First off, I start this entry with a shameless plug for consumerism! I have discovered a discount 'gear' site that is rivaled only by my long time favorite, steep and cheap. Here is a link if you are interested in steeply discounted, quality outdoor gear: www.theclymb.com The only catch I have detected so far...just like every other web site, they want your e-mail address.
Ironically, I discovered this site two days after taking on a "30 day do it challenge," inspired by a TED talk, to buy nothing new for 30 days (excluding food, health and safety items). This is an idea that I stole from
The Compact, a group of folks in San Francisco who agreed with each other to buy nothing new for a year. I have admired their goals since I first heard about the idea several years ago, but have not taken any official action on the matter until now.
To add to the challenge, in addition to discovering this new discount-gear website, I was also sent a $100 gift certificate to REI from my sister, and meanwhile, I received an e-mail from REI outlet describing how ridiculous their latest sale is. This is a true challenge for an ex gear junkie like myself. Though I live simply, I have spent uncounted hours on the internet, scrounging for bargains on gore-tex and merino wool, working coupons and sales and free shipping options to the best of my advantage, reading hundreds of reviews on products of all types to make sure that even though I travel with relatively little, it will be the best of the best, and it will cost me less than most people spend. Retail prices make me scoff.
Switching gears
It is time to start changing my
expectation that at some point I will have a very clear picture of
what I want to do with my life. I have been journeying these past
several years with the thought that, “hey, at some point in the
future, the direction that I'm heading will become clear to me,
where I'm going to “end up,” and/or what my goals really are.” Though I have spent much time reflecting and planning and wondering
and wandering, my future still seems very much up in the air. I have
the same long-term goals that I have had for quite some time: to be a
good father; to build my own home; to live a life of love, learning,
health and celebration while doing my part to better the Earth and
all of its inhabitants. Yet the older I get, the more opportunity
presents itself for further adventure, travel, risk-taking and meeting
wonderful people all over the place. I feel much less sure of where
I will be next year than I did one year ago at this time. I often
feel ill at ease about this fact for some reason, which I think is
due to my own expectations as well as what I view as the expectations
of the society that I live in. It is time for me to let go of these
expectations and realize that my life will be different, perhaps
indefinitely so, and that's OK.
Previously, I also believed that at
some point, I would get tired of traveling, and I would “settle
down” in one place for a long period of time, develop community
ties and a close-knit group of friends, grow some of my own food, and
put down roots. The more I travel, however, the more I want to see
and know and do. Already, next year is looking full of opportunity
for adventure, learning, discovery and freedom. I seem to be pushing
“in one place” back further and further.
Along the path, I have made several
good friends. I have also met a good handful of people with whom I
made an instant connection, and am now trying to keep that connection
strong in spite of the separation of distance and time. After having
spent a few months now in North Carolina, I am developing some great
friendships with really good people. And then I'm moving on. I have
already planned my bike route to New York City from here, and will be
stopping to see friends in Washington, DC, Philadelphia and New
Jersey along the way. For the first time in a long while, my sadness
about leaving is rising to a level somewhere in the realm of my
excitement about continuing on. It reminds me of the friends I made
and left in Minnesota, whom I miss dearly. And the friends I made on
the road, whom I may not see again for several years. And the
friends I left back in California, most of whom I will not see for at
least another 6 months, but perhaps longer, depending on my chosen
path.
I have become the type of person who is
ready to reveal myself completely and immediately to new friends,
desiring relationships based on true knowing rather than surface
interactions. Trust comes easy for me now, but much of the rest of
humanity is not this way. Making good friends often takes time,
which I have not invested in many places. This leaves me desiring to
be closer to the people that I'm near, even if they don't feel the
same way. I think I am on the verge of making decisions based more
on people than on places, whereas the opposite has been true in the
recent past. All the wild, wonderful, undiscovered places of the
world will not make me happy without someone to share them with.
It's a strange tradeoff, friendships on the road, so memorable yet brief, and those of the day to day, enriching in their continuity, like different ice cream flavors.. thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteKeep asking. Keep wondering.
ReplyDeleteStay curious. Stay open.
Take solice in your own truth. Take strength from within.
The outside world has always had its own expectations; none of which are founded in truth. "Society" has a funny way of not picking up the phone when you call, nor does is answer your emails.
People are the world's gift to you, and you reciprocate with your beautifully open soul.
Your internal struggles aren't unique, and I'm sure no one has found the "right" answers. There is only now. As long as you continue to live NOW to the fullest, there is no "wrong" way: no "should haves".
I've enjoyed watching you from afar, and travelling along vicariously. I traded the "road life" for the "rooted" life six years ago. A beautiful wife and two energetic toddlers have a way of flipping your world view in a hurry.
There is no sense to asking what should have happened. It either did or didn't. Tomorrow doesn't care, and neither should you.
Blessings brother man.