What Is Left

Yesterday, I cleaned out my RV and placed it for sale.

In doing this, I have had to take what few belongings I have left and move them into my Mom’s house. My next step will be reviewing what I have and trying to squish into two suitcases

what I want to take with me to Africa for the next two years.

Fortunately, I have already given most of my worldly possessions to my kids. Anything extra with non-sentimental value has been donated. What I am left with is truly the distillation of what means the most to me, plus some stuff I need to live.

Life Beyond

As I was chatting with my friend last night, I was saying that this truly feels like a rebirth to me. I have literally shed all trappings of my life thus far. With every possession shed, it becomes easier to shed another. I am almost 45 years old, and could easily live another 40 or 50 years. I am faced with just what I want that to look like.

When I leave in April, I will be leaving for an adventure that will truly be life-altering for me. I will be doing something (hopefully) beneficial for the world, while also experiencing an adventure. I will have a place to reevaluate just what is important to me. I will have no trappings to material items that will bind me. When (if) I return to life in America, it will be up to me to craft my life.

What Really Matters

Instead of sadness or nostalgia, I feel liberated and light. I feel eager to get on with things. I have come to realize that what means the most to me is the connections I make with people. I treasure the little episodes with people I meet and spend time with. Time and how you spend it is the commodity that you must protect. With that realization comes the willingness and desire to shed anything that holds you back.

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Seeds of Potential

Growth, Travel, Freedom
Growth, Travel, Freedom
Seeds offer potential life. For me, it is personal growth and travel.

I woke this morning and realized that one of my avocados was getting dangerously ripe. I just cut off a small portion of the top and ate straight from the rind. When I got to the pit, I pulled it out, washed it off, then placed it with the others I have sitting next to my sink. I already have planted one, and there are only so many that you can realistically grow at any given point, so I just collect them. It suddenly struck me – I can’t throw them away!

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Our Time in St Thomas is Coming to an End

I am in the final week of my month in St Thomas, and I am sad to see our time here coming to an end. It has been incredibly restorative to my soul.

Before I left for this trip, I was feeling run down and unsettled. I felt trapped and without purpose.

Since being away from my routine, I have found a new direction and I am eager to return stateside if only to implement my plans.

I have also been without WiFi for at least half of my time. At best, telephone and internet service is spotty and erratic. In the places we have stayed, we “had” WiFi, but for various, usually weather-related reasons, we have had long periods without.

I am actually writing this post on my mobile phone. I am laying across my roommate’s bed, right next to the open sliding door, which we have determined is the most sustained signal in the house.

Being so disconnected has been akin to detoxing. It has been unpleasant and unsettling. I have tried to take a stoic approach to it all. Keeping a good sense of humor is required.

I have spent my time journaling, massaging, playing tourist, helping out my hosts, taking pictures, and trying to figure out my plan.

I have also determined that a month away is about perfect. The first two weeks of a trip, you are just trying to get your bearings. There is a lot of activity.

By week three, you begin transitioning into the daily grind. Vendors start to recognize you. Locals start to wave. You really start getting a feel for what it would be like to live there.

Now, I am in the final 7 days, and I find that I am ready to implement the plans I have developed in my time away. I cannot say that I am eager to leave, but I feel like I am returning to my homebase, rather than my prison.

I have also discovered that I need to go somewhere about once every 6-8 weeks. If I don’t get out of town, I start getting restless and rundown.

I am a blessed woman. I have finally been able to arrange my life to allow this freedom. I live out of a suitcase, have few possessions, and have a salary that would make many cringe, yet I have never been happier. My heart and soul is bursting with love and gratitude for the amazing people I have met and places that I have seen.

Rainbow over the water in St Thomas, Virgin Islands.

19 Months and A New Life

Miraculous Morning Change Your Life

I finished my journal last night. It is the journal I have been working from since February of 2017. In these 19 months, I have created a new life.

The very first entry was affirmations that I created after reading The Miraculous Morning by Hal Elrod. This post is not about that book, but it is a great read, and it inspired me to accomplish a number of things that I have in the past year and a half.

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Here are the affirmations that I wrote on Feb 6, 2017:

  1. I want to live a lifestyle that allows me the opportunity to secure wealth and stability.
  2. I want to own land and property for both investment and wealth-building.
  3. I want to be healthy and slim to maximize my quality of life.
  4. I want to grow in my study of philosophy, the occult, and esoteric knowledge.
  5. I want to deepen my love and appreciation for my partner to bring us closer together and walking a shared path for as long as we both choose to do so.
  6. I want to write a book and become an author.

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