Month: April 2019

Homeless

“You realize you are technically homeless by choice”, the text message comes in from a good friend. She is facing the end of a job and housing contract. She, too, is facing being unemployed and homeless. “Yup”, I text back. I am homeless by…

I Live Outside

Wait, what? Me? Living outside? What the actual fuck?? Really?? Outside?? Like not in a house or a building? Right now, that and that alone is blowing my mind. I live outside. Holy fucking hell. I LIVE OUTSIDE!!  Like our ancestors, like a cave…

Sick

Yup, it happened. My Mom blames it on me being so cold in the rainforest. I am not sure how it happened, but I felt it coming and, like a tsunami, it hit me yesterday late afternoon and by evening I was a hot…

Home Part 2

This concept of “home” just got a little more interesting. Perhaps the word dynamic is better. Yeah, dynamic! Considering camp is now my home, I am much more interested in what other people are doing. How are they camping, what equipment or gear can…

EveryBody

We all have one. A body, that is. I mean, we would not be US without it. Our body is our package, something to hold all this blood and guts and bones. A container, if you will. Each part of it has a function,…

Camping for All

I want to take these moments to talk about the various ways we camp. At least that I am aware of in the United States. What I have seen, heard, talked about, learned from others. Anyone thinking about an extended road trip, or who…

Bumble

That’s what I am doing. Stumbling and bumbling along. I nearly lit my face on fire the other morning, my feet are freezing, I cannot find my other socks, I keep forgetting to wash my face, my nose is always cold, and my hair…

A Place Called Home

I have been thinking a lot lately about home. People are stunned when I tell them I will not have one for a while. That I am selling mine. That my tent will be that place I call home. This also causes me anxiety,…

Last night I talked with the moon…

The rays of light woke me from my sleep. It was the moon. It’s brightness calling me. It’s light bringing me gently out of my deep slumber. It’s voice had a message I needed to hear.  The moon reminded me of hope. Hope as…

Roller Coaster

I am days away from leaving and I am consumed with the constant flow and stream of emotions. That and packing. There is always packing. However, I actually was a little paralyzed (not literally) the other day and did no packing or preparations. Let…