I’ve started a post at least a dozen times. I don’t know if it’s jumbled feelings, one track story mind, or something else keeping me from finishing it. But either way, I’m determined at the moment.
I was thinking about taking a full hiatus, but realized I kind of already did that. I’m going to need a place to share my experiences and why compile them as wait till the very end? Why not post them as I go?
Now will I keep up with this? Well we all know that’s mildly comical, but I’ll do what I can, which is all any of us can do.
So I already have the ACE category. I will be making a new one for observations without a camera. More accurately that I couldn’t get muy camera out in time. And one other… I’ll announce the other as I prepare it.
So best greetings to you this brisk Saturday morning. May adventure await around every corner. I love you all.
We often compare my Aunt Bea to a whirlwind. Not a tornado or something destructive, but like the little dust that will spin you around and leave you breathless.
She is a kind lady, and extremely transparent. There is not a malicious or duplicitous bone in her body. She’s the short of sweet little woman that you never truly think of existing in the real world. She’s the background character in a book who lives the quiet little life with her story book family.
This isn’t too say that my cousins have made her life easy, far from it. But nothing ever seems to get her down for long.
She’ll call you, regale you with every thing currently going on, wish you well and off she goes. There is no relaxing or spending time with her. But once you accept that, she’s a fun lady to be around.
I enjoyed visiting with her today…and then was ushered out of her house in her usual fashion.
This last week has felt like a battle. So many things that I love and believe in has come under attack. My future plans and hopes and dreams are hanging in a tenuous balance because some racist, bigoted, business men that would rather make another dollar than listen to people smarter than them.
Maybe that’s the problem. Stupid people don’t like being told they’re wrong. Rich people don’t like to give up their money. And hateful people are happy despising the world.
As many of you know, I’ve been accepted into the American Conservation Experience. Initially I was doing this so I can gain the experience to one day become a Park Ranger. Because of all of these bills and executive orders… it’s looking more and more like that position won’t be available here in the near future and this breaks my heart. This doesn’t just break my heart, it hurts my soul.
I’ve been on the edge of tears all week watching things unfold. Following the brave Rogue Rangers stand up to regime and I can only think perhaps now… now is the best time to follow this dream. And if my job vanishes, then I will join the conservation groups and raise my voice with everyone else to fight back.
It’s all any of us can do. When the government dons their black cloaks and pointy beards… I’m glad to see that I’m not the only one that has a problem with it. Follow these Rogue Rangers on Twitter and Facebook. Look to our scientists and engineers. Listen to voices of reason. It’s not just OUR wilds that are hanging in the balance… but if we run away from the monsters… they’ll take the whole planet down with them.
I have had a ring for the better part of a decade. I wore this ring nearly every day, never taking it off. It’s a simple silver celtic knot that’s was supposed to encourage creativity. So of course, I’ve worn this ring day in and day out. It’s absorbed every word and emotion and triumph and rewrite… and now. now it appears to be full.
Now whether it’s all in my head, or it has actually met it’s quota of emotional energy, but I cannot use it. At the beginning of nanowrimo this year I took off my ring and the thoughts flowed. the moment I put it back on, my brain ceases thoughts.
I don’t know if I need to replace my ring or if I can cleanse and recharge it. It has been a comfort and my hand feels naked without it.
So… today’s the 1st… of December… When the hell did this happen? Time moves far too quickly, which I suppose should be a blessing considering all of the things I’m looking forward to, but it also means I have to get my rear end in gear.
Though for my month’s hiatus… I did accomplish something.
For those not familiar with NanoWrimo – November is NAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth. You take up the challenge to work on a first draft for a novel and churn out at least 50k words.
Granted, I’m no where near complete, and now I’m bouncing around between three different books at the same time, but isn’t that how the creative process works?
There is no time for slacking off. I MAY be able to finish out a draft of all THREE books before I leave so I can put them in Nikki’s hands and say have a blast tearing them apart over the next six months. I’ll handle any revisions upon my return.
Before the holidays, I WILL get over to the parking garage at USF once a week to tackle the stairs for an hour in the evening. AFTER the holidays my goal is three times a week before heading home. Running just doesn’t seem to be helping, besides, let’s face it, I’m not going to be running on the trails during this outing, I’m going to be climbing and working.
I am gathering blankets, coats, first aid and other supplies to try and ship out to the camps at Standing Rock. I’m watching the reports daily with tears in my eyes. And the worst part is, this is only the beginning. It’s not just North Dakota, it’s the Atlantic Coast Pipeline in Virginia and the Sabal Trail pipeline in Florida… we NEED to stop these companies before it’s too late to turn back.
America COULD be the country that spearheads turn of the century power alternatives… instead our country is choked out by money hungry industrialists that are clinging to oil and gas. We’re destroying our planet, our people, our future…
I saw a meme today posing the question that you could either go back in time with all the knowledge you have now, or jump forward with a ton of money. Never before had I really considered that I would do things over, but looking at where we are right now? I would. I would take what I know about oil and solar and pipelines and conservation and go back to make more of difference. I’m already working towards that goal, but the way things are spiraling out of control, it feels like too little too late.