To be alone was something unpleasant. But I was at the same time conscious of a slight insanity in my mood, and seemed to for see my recovery. In the midst of a gentle rain while these thoughts prevailed, I was suddenly sensible of such sweet and beneficent society in Nature, in the very pattering of the drops, and in every sound and sight around my house, an infinite and unaccountable friendliness all at once like an atmosphere sustaining me, as made the fancied advantages of human neighborhood insignificant, and I have never thought of them since. Every little pine needle expanded and swelled with sympathy and befriended me. I was so distinctly made aware of the presence of something kindred in me, even in scenes which we are accusomed to call wild and dreary, and also that the nearest blood to me and humanest was not a person nor villager, that I thought no place could ever be strange to me again.” -Thoreau
Starting in January I will be starting a new expedition into another interest: Environmental Education. I will be a Naturalist teaching 6th graders from the surrounding school districts in Southern Cali. Living within a short hike from the beach, I am going to embrace the warm winter by sleeping on the beach and learning to surf. Then in April I will be off to seek another adventure, hopefully up North.
So again I am moving forward, exploring and moving forward constantly. Isn’t that what life is all about? Growth.
Residents of the Sierras:
Confide in the relationships that are familiar to you.
What brings you happiness? What makes your lips crest into a smile? What inspires you? Find it. Then follow it.
This past weekend I went seeking adventure at Henry Coe State Park and found myself at the one entrance; closed. For a second I let the idea of a failed, wasted trip run over me, but with this feeling flips another switch which drives me into a forward motion. I find myself running up the closed dirt road leading into the Sierras. Up to the mountains I ran; cattle grazing beside me and red tailed hawks circling overhead. My relationship with the outdoors soothes me, drives me, and sustains my beings regardless of the park boundaries, I just need open air.
So I keep building this relationship and I continue to hike, run and hunt in the wild; so I can stay me.
I sat at the top, perched in a interior live oak tree, of the mountain I had just scaled. The wind pushed against my skin hard and threw my hair towards the east and again nature silenced me.
Like this mother and child, seek the relationships that make you progress, learn yet provide comfort. Confide in it; for they are what define you.