rodeokitchen

Hard to believe I began to unplug and reboot an entire year ago. As my journey manifests, I’m increasingly aware of my Time In Transit. I’m also vividly aware of relevancy and resources in my new environment.  My mind is teeming with fragments of due diligence. No longer do I have the interwebs at my fingertips, or a stack of books at my toes. Years of professional journals could not come with me, so I’m basically out here on my own.

Time in transit becomes an ironically accurate way to describe my time on and off grid. How do I communicate, investigate, and educate when I’m so far out in the woods? Put simply; how can I even remember what I wanted to know by the time I get to a place where I can figure these things out? How do I make the best use of all this time, my big ‘ol brain and my healing heart.