I know I have been gone from WordPress for a very long time.
I have been updating several times daily on Twitter and Instagram:
Photos and thoughts on nature and food mostly, in many different aspects.
I’ve found myself in this transitional phase of life where this blog hasn’t been my priority. Things are going well and I’m quickly finding a rhythm of life and dealing with my food addictions and depression. Mostly, I’ve finally been able to spend a lot of time outside and I’ve been doing a lot of reading and writing, which is also fantastic for my mental health.
I have starting to find my niche in a community of people, both via the internet and in person, that I can relate to and that my end goals in life, and even in what I want to accomplish daily, seem to resonate the same. People with a passion for clean eating (whether that be vegan or not), respecting the earth, appreciating nature, and living simply. So, beginning July 1, I am giving up my apartment and going on the road. Between camping and couch-surfing, I plan to spend 3 months traveling New England. I will use this time to further my education in the things I am passionate about. I feel like I have 20 years to catch up on, as many of the things that I am passionate about now were not necessarily things that were accessible or instilled in me growing up. I don’t mean values, because my parents did a fantastic job at that. I mean, learning about the woods, plant life, growing and sustaining food, etc. There is so much more that I want to know, and while I have this opportunity to do so, I feel eager to get on the road and connect with nature and clear my head before I finally delve into something else (a job, what have you.) I do plan to see how I can make a living by repurposing trash furniture and items that are found free on Craigslist, and also, clothing at Saver’s. I used to make cute deconstructed t-shirts, dresses, and skirts from oversized used T’s. I am going to learn to do these things. This summer is going to be great. But I probably won’t update this blog very often, since I’ll be mostly living outside. I do have a SmartPhone so I can update Instagram and Twitter very easily.
So follow me on there, and follow my adventures and occasional rantings. 🙂
I’ll leave you with some photos from my most recent camping trip at Wompatuck State Park in Hingham, MA.
I hope everyone takes care and has a fantastic and safe summer. ❤
I wrote this a while ago, after Hurricane Irene… I felt inspired by the young, fresh trees that survived and the older, harder trees that were uprooted. Strength is useless without flexiblity. Sometimes we build strength and try to prepare for any situation. But life is unpredictable, so we have to be ready to bend.
Let this be a reminder that we are hardly as in tune with our bodies as we would like to think we are.
We are not synced with nature.
Mother Nature needs no man.
We try to bully her.
We want to leave her with two black eyes, begging for a painless death.
We think we are the force of the Earth. The only.
We have arrogantly claimed this Earth as our own.
Mother Nature as an unwilling servant to man.
And even though we have abused and desecrated her, she lets us remain.
The truth is, we secretly tremble in Mother’s ominous shadows.
Inevitably, She crushes us.
We try to mirror Her intensity, Her form, Her courage.
Her brutal passion and commitment leave us weak and in awe.
Helpless but hopeful.
We panic in premature despair and anticipate an ironic destructive beauty.
We long for a softer mother to cradle us.
But Mother is fierce.
We imagine Her blood in our veins.
Feeling the heartbeat of the Earth beneath our toes.
Her sweat and tears flooding us with feelings of heaven and hell.
We can only attempt to emulate Her instinctive perfection.
Perfection through flaws and conflict and err.
But She thrives and we fail and we must learn from Her.
It is not only imperative for our survival but for our success.
For our future.
We must take Her message into our bones.
Pure strength as a victor, as an undefeatable foe?
Stiff thin bones would snap and crush under our forlorn awkward weight.
Flexibility is key!
Soft, strong, pliable.
We must learn to bend and curve and sway with the everchanging winds.
Winds of hurricane strength.
We must learn to look at the contrary point of view for guidance, and for completion of truth.
We cannot rely only on what is known to us as fact.
We must flex.
We must trust Mother.
Only the sturdiest trees with shallow roots and little room for breathing will snap under terrible pressure.
Too steadfast in your ways and you will uproot and break someday too.
Flex and you’ll breathe free.
Flex and you’ll survive the storm.