Cloistered Nomad

I sold my house yesterday.

My nomadic lifestyle has now begun in earnest.

I have the urge to enclose myself, to delve deep inside to discover my new self.
One safe and at home wherever I am in the World.

For tonight, though, I am grateful for the luscious bed at my friend’s B&B near the Appalachian Trail. I lean into the familiar lifestyle of a carefully furnished and decorated home. (Not like my own home ever was!)

Tomorrow, or maybe the next day
My roaming can begin.

Tonight
Homelife grounds me, assuring me that someone is home. read more

Close to Both Earth and Heaven

James River from Fullers Rocks, VA

James River from Fullers Rocks, VA

Today, I sat in one of my favorite spots on the Appalachian Trail, overlooking the James River. Sitting on this rock ledge, a hiker looks south to the ridges that she has traversed over the past days while walking north.

Here, I drink in the sensory delights of rocks and air and sky and light, glad to be grounded in the physical world of Earth! At the same time, I reflect on the passing of my brother who chose to leave this realm for the non-physical experience of Heaven. In this place, magically, I feel closer to BOTH worlds! Grounded in the physical realm, yet easily imagining and subtly sensing the spiritual realm. read more

Two Days ’til Nomadic Lifestyle Begins: Relieving Stress

I have a confession to make about this countdown! I planned in a few days of “cushion” time, knowing that if I used my drop dead final day for leaving for my new job, I’d be in the state I am today on my truly last day!  Well, that was smart!  I had planned to use that cushion taking an extra trip up to the Len Foote Hike Inn, prepared to need the days for unfinished moving business.

As I had suspected, my fictitious penultimate day has me feeling stressed, on the brink of my Stress Syndrome, when I feel nauseous, headachey, cold, and sleepy!  This time, I caught myself slipping into it and addressed it. Instead of eating carbohydrates that I crave, I ate a salad with living sprouts and nutritional yeast (for the B vitamins). I breathed into the day, and did a Radical Forgiveness “Emerge-n-See” process, those 4 magical steps to energy shift. read more

3 Days ’til Nomadic Life: Angels

“I need a handyperson to come get this box of useful gadgets,” I said. I was stuck sorting a box of tape, a pair if shut-off valves, fence hinges, a wisk broom, string, dryer vent, window squeegee, and other sundry items.
“This is all useful to SOMEONE!”
I pecked out a quick Facebook message to one handyman I know.
Just as I finished, a green Ford Expedition stops at the driveway. 
“Are you throwing away this workbench?” a woman calls out.
“Giving it away!” I called back. “Do you want it?”
She and her husband hopped out and happily loaded up the one-of-a-kind table my son and I had built for his sleeping jewelry making hobby. “This is high, just how I want, ” he remarked.
“Say, would you like some other items, good for a handyperson?”
20 minutes later, Patrick and Violet are driving off, the happy owners of two boxes of miscellaneous useful things PLUS the vision of owning their “dream” house – this one!
They were drawn in by the spaciousness, the two levels, the private and natural backyard and the clothesline!  “This is like being home in the Carribean.” read more

4 Days ’til Nomadic Lifestyle Begins: Flow

Things really got done in a big way yesterday! I splurged and hired Scott Barnaby to clear my backyard labyrinth. That made it easy to spread mulch on the beds! Wow! Now, it looks more inviting for a walk!

The other major accomplishment of the day was that my oldest son moved to his new apartment. It’s so great to watch our children doing adult things! He took charge of the whole project, and did it HIS way. He rented a U-Haul, loaded it up, with some help, drove off and got ‘er done! In the end, I was most touched by his offer to store some of my boxes of journals and photos – things I will want later but don’t necessarily want to haul with me now. “You’ve stored plenty of my things over the years. Now, I can do that for YOU”, he said. That lights me up! read more

11 Days “til Nomadic Lifestyle Begins: Pictures

I love the family pictures! Those kids were soooo cute! Still, all the photo albums are big and bulky. Do I have time to scan them all? Probably not, but I’m getting started anyway! To my good fortune, my friend, Vanessa, wants to help because she likes being in my little garden apartment space. So, that may be a great trade – ambiance for scanning!

OK! Let’s go this! She’s already gotten started with several dozen scanned photos on the hard drive.

Yes, those kids were sooo cute! read more

12 Days Til Nomadic Lifestyle: Deeper Release

Even a pickup truck is a “small” container for the things I want to keep. Maybe I’m not 100% committed to this Hiking Lifestyle!

That’s true, I admit. And to clarify, I’m calling what I’m creating “nomadic” which means that I can easily move. At this moment, there are still things I want to keep that won’t fit in my backpack!

But I want them “later”. That’s when I’m finished hiking, when I have a small domicile again.

Or, maybe I just like my stuff! read more

14 Days’til Nomadic Lifestyle Begins: Urgency

Fifteen days sounds infinitely longer than fourteen! There’s something about saying “just two weeks more” that makes the unfinished list look endless and the unsorted stuff look mountainous!

It’s time to step into “through-hiker” mode! On the trail, that means get up early and walk past dark, stopping for only short breaks.

I’m thinking that for moving, it might mean “get more help”! I think the main help I could use is this
         1. Feed me!
         2. Help me sell things
         3. Help me schedule the tasks read more

15 Days ’til Nomadic Lifestyle Begins: Contributing

A Welcome Memory

A Welcome Memory

Whoosh! The days are flying by. Now that Spring has sprung, I’ll bet the momentum will pick up even more. Transformation of The House from my family’s humble, unadorned lifestyle to styled and high-end chic, is underway in earnest.

  • Painters have arrived, eager to ply their trade at dawn.
  • A designer, enthused about the “challenge” of staging this house, has piled boxes of fans, lights, fixtures and paint in my front hall.
  • Realtor and General Contractor talk on the phone, conferring about the cost effectiveness of refurbishing the back deck.

How am I feeling about all of this? Complacent and surrendering. This is not my home any more! This is a showpiece to attract someone else! The friendly blue of the exterior that welcomed me home is succumbing to a neutral cream. When asked what I think of the color, I say, “It’s not my opinion that counts! It’s all up to Randy! It’s not important to attract ME. In fact, it’s best to NOT attract me because I want to leave!” read more

19 Days ’til Nomadic Lifestyle: “Hard”

Twice in the past twelve hours, friends have used the word “hard” to qualify their endeavors. Since that gave ME a charge, I figure that’s something for me to look at. “Hard”, for me, implies a list of judgments like:
“this is not acceptable”
“I don’t like this”
“I’m being forced to do something.”

When I say something is hard, there’s always a resistance to the undertaking. I’m going ahead with something reluctantly, half-heartedly, doing it only because something outside of me says it must be done. read more