Category Archive for "Life on the Road"

My First Official Autumn (and the transitions we’re sensing)

Cool mornings and hot tea Hikes along Buttermilk Falls in Ithaca Beautiful, colorful landscapes Watching the leaves change around us This is officially my first real experience of the Autumnal Equinox (being in a space that actually experiences something you could call autumn on the first official day of it) and we’re spending it in Ithaca with friends, where we’ve been the past month. It’s been a fascinating experience, fall. Not just the weather and the steady march of the leaves, but the shift I feel with the seasons. Is it weird that this is a first for me? This seasonal ebb it seems the whole world knows about but me? The desire to eat more and heartier and constantly. The want to hunker down. The new ache it’s bringing forward in both me and my lover. The thoughts it’s bringing forward for us, too. Thoughts of our home of…

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Six (Wide Sky) Days Together

In case you didn’t see from my Instagram stream, we spent 6 entire days at the Wide Sky Days conference in San Diego. (WSD is an unschooling conference: a long weekend to gather with other “crazy unschoolers” and play, laugh, connect, ask, answer, realign, inspire, support, and laugh with one another.) What you probably noticed from said Instagram stream is an almost total lack of photos including children. Zeb spent most of his time in the game room and prefers not to have his picture taken much anyway, but I did manage to nab one photo of him: We got to see him find his own comfort level with meeting new people and balance it with plenty of quiet time to himself. (Yes, he’s still in his Caveman phase, and it’s so wonderful to be around other teens and adults who have “been there, done that” and meet him where…

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Traveling with a Tween (What It’s Really Like)

Zeb is 12. Twelve (and its surrounding years) tend to be what a lot of people like to call “The Dark Ages”. I tend to think of them as the “Caveman Days”. “The Dark Ages” or “Caveman Days” refer to that transition in most tweens and teens from childhood to adolescence. They tend to like to spend a lot of time on their own, often in their room (their cave). They don’t like to go many places or do many things. Society likes to label it as “withdrawn” or “sullen” or begins to think they’ve fallen in a rut (and in a way they kind of have), which I think is what starts the self-fulfilling prophecy of parent-teen strife. But I think of this phase as a time to deconstruct and reconstruct their beliefs about themselves, others and the world and reflect on everything they’re processing in a new way…

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Our Life on the Road Just Got Cooler. (Come Meet The Conscious Caravan!)

Sometimes tiny little moments occur that change the course of your life. Hearing a (then new; now dear, sweet) friend just after New Year’s throw out this idea for a “conscious caravan” was that moment. At first we didn’t think much of it. I mean, it sounded wonderful…but traveling with a group of people we hardly knew didn’t seem realistic. But the wheels (no pun intended) were set in motion and slowly over the couple weeks following that campfire conversation we met what would become the rest of The Conscious Caravan. And we decided to take a leap of faith. (Here’s the story of our choice to join them.) I had no idea these women would come to be such an important part of my life. I had no idea how safe I’d feel around these gentle husbands. I had no idea how it would bring about such growth in…

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Breaking Through My Travel (And My Possibility) “Ceiling”

For my entire life I’ve felt like I was stuck on the West Coast. Don’t get me wrong, the West Coast is gorgeous. But I had never been further northeast than Nashville up to a few years ago when we made a trip to North Carolina for an unschooling conference. I felt like there was a ceiling on where I was “allowed” to travel, what I was “allowed” to do. For most of my life, this was a mostly unconscious belief. I didn’t realize that things like full-time travel were even a possibility for me. In fact, travel in any capacity was just not on my radar. It wasn’t something “people like me” got to do. Over the years of Digging Deep, I began to become aware of these stories and limitations going on in the back of my thoughts: I’m just a Vegas girl. I can’t… I’m not allowed…

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Making Time Together :: Yoga in the Woods

I shared on the Organic Tribe last month how April sort of felt like a kick to the teeth. We had mishap after mishap and mine and Justin’s main relationship trigger is stress. Not just stress, but a string of stress that really throws us off and disconnects us. We were good for the first round. The second, third and fourth rounds is when we fell apart. We’ve found that when we can come together we can weather damn near anything. But in April we let 9863653886 give us the lame excuse to not make time to come together. We really noticed this by the end of the month. Yeah, things were stressful with tires going flat and slide breaking and the dog getting fleas and on and on. But it was made harder by our distance from one another. It’s too easy to allow Life become an excuse. It…

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Sunday in Nawlins

We didn’t make a lot of time to New Orleans, but after spending one afternoon cruising around the French Quarter with friends, learning about the history and practically seeing the stories of the city dripping from the balconies, we have plans to go back. Our formerly nomadic friends, Becky and Chris, have settled just on the edge of the quarter, a perfect spot for two artists to live and sell their work. If you’ve been reading my blog, you’ll remember them from the NuRVers gathering we first attended in Texas two years ago, after just hitting the road. Chris and Zeb hit it off over their mutual respect for LEGO and Chris inspired an interest in sculpting in Zeb (which only makes sense for this young builder). I – again – didn’t get nearly the photos I would have liked, especially of them and their INCREDIBLE apartment. But we did…

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Anxiety, Overwhelm, Sorrow :: And All I Heard Was Love

It’s Sunday evening and my spirit feels spent but at peace. It started Thursday, as we were driving the 5th wheel through the hills of Tennessee, reaching Knoxville during rush hour traffic, when the engine began to struggle for the power to pull 16,000 lbs up the steep incline. We were on our way to surprise our family, who was gathering in Nashville to celebrate six generations, and my heart wanted to be there, not broke down in the parking lot of a Toys R Us. It started there, but it didn’t stop there. Our weekend looked a little like this: Stress: The feeling when you send the truck up the hill on not much more than prayers. Anxiety: What creeps in when you almost don’t make. Frustration: When it’s 6:20 but everything closes at 6pm and you realize you’ll be sleeping in the parking lot right in front of…

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Our Time in Florida

It came to an end this past weekend as we started heading north to connect with our new caravan (yay!). Florida is Uh! Maz! Ing! I can’t imagine the summer heat + humidity, but I can imagine tolerating it for such gorgeous winters. We fell in love with the Keys, with the warm Atlantic, with the white sands of the Gulf, both areas we want to return to. We had ideas of what we would do more of this winter, of all the people we had hoped to see. But juggling my coaching practice, plus our other businesses, and travel planning and life in general…we ended up doing much more at home and together than we thought. It’s one reason why we’re looking forward to wrapping up some of our big projects before heading north with the caravan: The families we’ll be traveling with will bring in a lot of…

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My Belly Feels Empty, But My Heart is Full

We’re officially one week into our elimination diet and the biggest challenge is probably boredom. With so few foods and flavors to choose from it’s annoying more than anything else. I’ve also struggled with hypoglycemia and woke up yesterday with too low blood sugar, almost passing out and taking several hours to recover. Not good. So I’m adding in salmon on intuition and am feeling better now. (Justin is going to continue going without for awhile longer.) We have had so many questions on the elimination diet and how to do it and I think it can pretty much all be boiled down to this: Listen to your body. Trust it. Every body is different, and each individual’s needs will vary throughout their life too. Food dogma is bullshit. Intuition is king. We chose this elimination diet on intuition. We choose to follow it how our intuition guides us. And…

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