An Update…or Something
The trip to the beautiful BWCA was just what I needed, at exactly the right time. Alone time with my guru, my mentor, my lighted tunnel in so much darkness and confusion (that place being my mind) was also what I needed desperately, at just the right time.
We’ve been living through a record breaking draught this summer in Minnesota. Blades of grass, like pine needles. Of course, the bubble burst while we were living in a miniature tent city. Soaking us and all of our belongings to the bone. I embraced it. I laid on my back in the mud during the midnight storm, letting the water cleanse me. Purify me. In my mind I became savage. Wolf. I wanted to run through the woods. Howling and screaming. I wanted to become one with this unmolested landscape. Early man. I honestly thought about never going back out to rejoin the boring masses and the mundane human experience.
After about an hour, the downpour reduced to a trickle. The mosquitos returned and I became cold and uncomfortable. Where’s my blankie? So much for becoming a tough wolf man.
Onto more current events…
School has fired up again. One more dance with the education system, and I will be a free man. Complete with a certificate of completion. At least for now, this will be the end of my education. I will always be learning and seeking out knowledge, but college just isn’t in the cards for me. There’s no trust fund or nest egg, tucked away somewhere for me. That’s not a complaint. It’s simply reality. I don’t think anybody could picture me going to college, getting a degree, and joining corporate America with an Armani suit. After graduating, my plan is to board a one-way to Norway, and get to know my distant family. Or maybe fly back to Australia, lay on the beach, and meet the man of my dreams. Hell, I could meet him in Norway too.
Anyway, this thing is still on hold. I was going to share a bunch of thoughts and feelings in this post, but I kind of like the way it feels as it sits. Next time…I promise.