Planting The Seed

What can I say... CHANGE isn't easy. Every day that passes is another day outside of my comfort zone. Some day's I find myself walking around thinking "What am I doing with my life?", "What do I want out of it" or better yet maybe instead of asking myself what I want from it, the question should be "What can I make of it?" Because after all, I am the creator of my life right? To other's looking in, they think I am crazy because I don't know what the next step is- but I think they're crazy for knowing... How is it that a person can plan 2-3, even 5 years from now when honestly you don't know what will happen tomorrow....when did going with the flow become a "lazy" or "uneducated" way of life? I think the ability to take each moment and truly live in it is a gift. It seems that everyone is looking for the next experience before they've embraced the one they're in... maybe that's why they're always ...

Today marks day 5 of my journey. It's been amazing to experience the roller coaster of emotions that came along side this journey and how I've been able to over come them.... never in a million years did I think I would be brave enough to literally pick up my life and move to a place where I didn't know a soul... Since I've been here I've gone through the anxiety of missing home,  feeling the need to go back to my comfort zone, I've felt sadness leaving my support system, lonely at times but over these last few days I've realized that it doesn't matter how far I go, my support system is always there. They're either a text, email, Skype or phone call away.  I've realized that leaving my comfort zone was the best thing i ever could have done for myself. Realistically this journey is what I choose to make of it. I could have come here and said oh I hate this, this isnt going to be a good time or I could embrace it and grow through these mixed emo...

Time 6:50am Departure To Revelstoke BC The morning was hard. I've never been good with saying bye, so needless to say I did the best I could to choke back all my tears. While driving out of my home city, it was as if my whole life was flashing before my eyes. Every memory made came rushing back and surprise surprise so did the tears. Continually asking myself in my mind 'Can you do this?' It seemed the further I got, the more I just wanted to come home. I came to an impasse with myself because the time leading up to leaving I was gunghoe, ready to go and when the day came I felt a massive confliction inside me questioning if this is what I wanted... never the less- I was on the bus and it was to late to turn back. It's no secret while taking public transportation you meet ALL kinds of people. And I have to say for the entire 18hr duration, i was only truly annoyed ONE time. Call me crazy but I'm pretty sure talking on the phone for 2 hours in a foreign language,...

I look to the sky and wonder why my thoughts and dreams have come to die, As seasons pass, and glory fades, I am lost in fog and haze, Stumbling around in search of hope,  Finding ways for me to cope,  With loss of love and hopeless dreams,  And life’s abundance of endless schemes, The clouds are dark, and the wind is cold,  And these fears of failure are getting old, Stopped in place, I catch my breath,  Collecting the pieces of what is left, Of scattered thoughts and shattered dreams,  Maybe this isn’t what it seems, A change in thought, has me thinking, That maybe my life isn’t sinking, Before my eyes, into oblivion,  Let’s make this life one in a million, Strength in each step, I find my way,  And the sun is shining on a brand new day, With hopes and dreams not doomed to fail, This person I am becoming will prevail.

I was listening to this podcast the other day about how today’s society lives in an industrialized civilization and we use nature as an escape from all the day to day stresses.   It implies this idea of an industrial work driven mankind Vs another life of constant connection with nature as a form of human survival. In other words: necessity Vs choice. I will give you an example; how many of my readers enjoy fishing? A long week of work is done, let’s pack up and head to the cabin for some fishing and relaxation.   Back in good old day’s fishing was something that needed to happen in order to survive. If you didn’t catch anything, then you didn’t eat. So... when did fishing and connecting with nature become something we just do for fun? When did it stop being imperative to our survival? If I were to ask any one of you, readers to define who you are, how many of you could actually tell me? I’m not asking what you do for a living, how many kids you have, the amount of di...