Hi, guys! Been quite awhile, and a lot has happened since I last wrote on here.
Moved twice, went on an epic roadtrip, traded my car for a truck, started writing book number two and had a shit load of epiphanies in the process, and I'm well on my way to becoming a martial arts instructor!
Moving twice... I bounce around a lot, and have been no stranger to the moving process. In the past 14 months, I've moved 7 times. 7. Jeez. I can't wait for the days when I can just live on the road, but at the same time, I can. There's a lot for me to do here in Ogden before I go on a massive journey. hee hyar.
So the thing that drove me out of my last place (literally yesterday, yay!) was a thing I like to refer to as: a financial black fucking hole. Don't think an expanded explanation is necessary there, we all understand that concept. Roommates not being honest about bills and being totally irresponsible with priorities. "Yeah, the water's going to be shut off in a few days... let's get internet!" Yeah... No....
As per usual, though, I learned a massive amount about myself and my relations to others. And, after spending over a decade in a shell of anxious tension, I finally resolved it. I've never felt so open and loose, and wuddaya know? Getting in touch with your body (i.e. physical limits) gets you in touch with your real boundaries. Which I have absolutely no problem asserting at this point, where before, confrontation used to scare me paralyzed - literally.
"I'm down... digging through... my old muscles... for a clue... I've been crawling on my belly, clearing out 'what could have been.' ... Soften this old armor, hoping I can clear the way by stepping through my shadow."
As a Tool junkie, Maynard's words once again provide the story of my life.
Exciting shit! What else... Here's another one of these, cuz they're fun. hee hyar.
Ooh! Yes! So, I've been doing this martial art (mp-usa.org) for 7 years now. Aaaaaaand I'm starting the assistant trainer program in a couple of weeks. So far I've been doing "on the job" training, so to speak, by shadowing the current instructors for the kids classes. This is going to be so much fun, I can't keep my shit together. This is going to be crazy good for everyone involved. I've wanted to instruct for years, and now the opportunity is finally here.
So I'm touching base back at my parents' place so I can rebuild after the ridiculousness that went down over the last two months (two grand wasted, to no avail - the roommate is still in the same stupid mindset he was when I entered, it fixed nothing). My second book is coming along nicely, and it's busting my mind and eyes sky-wide open. And, as with the first, as it's changing my life, I have no doubt it's going to really help others, too.
Hmm... Callin' it good hee hyere . Later, loves.
Moved twice, went on an epic roadtrip, traded my car for a truck, started writing book number two and had a shit load of epiphanies in the process, and I'm well on my way to becoming a martial arts instructor!
Moving twice... I bounce around a lot, and have been no stranger to the moving process. In the past 14 months, I've moved 7 times. 7. Jeez. I can't wait for the days when I can just live on the road, but at the same time, I can. There's a lot for me to do here in Ogden before I go on a massive journey. hee hyar.
So the thing that drove me out of my last place (literally yesterday, yay!) was a thing I like to refer to as: a financial black fucking hole. Don't think an expanded explanation is necessary there, we all understand that concept. Roommates not being honest about bills and being totally irresponsible with priorities. "Yeah, the water's going to be shut off in a few days... let's get internet!" Yeah... No....
As per usual, though, I learned a massive amount about myself and my relations to others. And, after spending over a decade in a shell of anxious tension, I finally resolved it. I've never felt so open and loose, and wuddaya know? Getting in touch with your body (i.e. physical limits) gets you in touch with your real boundaries. Which I have absolutely no problem asserting at this point, where before, confrontation used to scare me paralyzed - literally.
"I'm down... digging through... my old muscles... for a clue... I've been crawling on my belly, clearing out 'what could have been.' ... Soften this old armor, hoping I can clear the way by stepping through my shadow."
As a Tool junkie, Maynard's words once again provide the story of my life.
Exciting shit! What else... Here's another one of these, cuz they're fun. hee hyar.
Ooh! Yes! So, I've been doing this martial art (mp-usa.org) for 7 years now. Aaaaaaand I'm starting the assistant trainer program in a couple of weeks. So far I've been doing "on the job" training, so to speak, by shadowing the current instructors for the kids classes. This is going to be so much fun, I can't keep my shit together. This is going to be crazy good for everyone involved. I've wanted to instruct for years, and now the opportunity is finally here.
So I'm touching base back at my parents' place so I can rebuild after the ridiculousness that went down over the last two months (two grand wasted, to no avail - the roommate is still in the same stupid mindset he was when I entered, it fixed nothing). My second book is coming along nicely, and it's busting my mind and eyes sky-wide open. And, as with the first, as it's changing my life, I have no doubt it's going to really help others, too.
Hmm... Callin' it good hee hyere . Later, loves.
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abadon:
Thank you babe
bdberncraft:
You're welcome! Thank you.