Sunday, December 14, 2008

Catching Up: Living in the Vortex House



Autumn is long gone and changes are afoot. (I've replaced my laptop, so now I can make this post.) For the last few months, I've been living in a beautiful house in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains over Boulder. At night the view from the hot tub is a glittering city below. This hippy house is full with 8 residents. One young lady and myself are considered "couch surfers." That means we don't really have a room. It makes for super cheap rent and an impermanence that suits my migratory lifestyle.








I've included some pictures of the house. It is the most beautiful place I've ever lived. It was built by an architect for his own personal use and all the details add up to quality. Up the windy mountain road, it looks like a valley of mansions that could easily be the Swiss Alps. But more than the beauty of the place, I have enjoyed the company of this community of musicians and rebels.



I'll be moving out Dec, 20th and heading back to Jersey to visit for the holidays. 2009 will bring many exciting changes. Most notably, I will be moving to Old Town Nederland, a quirky mountain town close to Eldora Mountain Resort. I'm learning how to tele ski (telemark) and recovering well from my ACL surgery. More later on the great snow...





Happy Holidays!

Monday, September 22, 2008

Manifesting Loss?

It's weirdly funny. After my last post, I wrote about how, despite the freedom I feel with less stuff, I would NOT think it's great to come back from the public library rest room to find my laptop missing from my workspace. (That post will never be shared. It's GONE.) I was challenging my notions about anti-materialism and imagining the loss I'd feel. Just a day latter, I lost my laptop. I think I might have spaced out when rushing to a friend's house and left it on the roof of my truck as I drove away.

The universe is helping me shed some of the excess from my life, I only wish some other thing had been shed instead of my very pretty Mac G4.

I did not cry. I am learning non-attachment. Stuff is all in flux and structures are unreliable (read Eckhart Tolle). The laptop cost more than my old Toyota 4Runner, but that truck will fall away too someday. Hopefully not too soon.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Circulate CHI By Having Less Stuff

I'm still living in my truck. I'd like to just make a joke about it... "Extended urban car camping" is what I like to call it. I've learned some interesting practical skills on how to be stealthy while sleeping in a vehicle. More on my secrets when I'm done with the experiment.

The most interesting thing I've learned is how to gauge what is necessary. There are so many things we are encouraged to buy. We are told by marketeers that our lives will be improved if we posses their product, any product, but so much of the stuff we can buy affects us in exactly the opposite way. It hinders our lives in two ways.

Firstly, in an immediate, practical way, we are drained of energy: not having room for stuff, paying to store it, and then feeling guilty for not using it, or drained of energy in our attempt to use it, always trying to fulfill the promise we've made to ourselves that we actually DO need it. Secondly, having unusable stuff, extra stuff, unessential stuff also drains life force from us by polluting the Earth. There is so much overproduction of goods for the American market that the environmental impact of this production (especially of plastic thingies that will sit around for generations) is piling up: in landfills, in storage units, in huge houses that take loads of energy to heat. These two ways of stagnation can be viewed as the microcosm and the macrocosm of the movement and blockage of CHI.

This is my lesson. It's not just a lesson that I can rant about because I understand it on an intellectual level. I've been able to do that for years. ; ) Now that I've actually narrowed my living quarters to the space of my Toyota 4-Runner, I feel the immediate, practical benefits of not having so much crap-o-la.

For those of you who need to taste this special kind of freedom, I recommend the liquidation of your material goods as a potent remedy for malaise. There's energy that goes into owning things; ownership is a kind of responsibility. You need a place to keep the stuff, you need to keep a place. Or, you need people to guard and protect these things for you. Think about the money-energy it takes. The rent you pay or the taxes you pay. Now think about the psychic-energy you spend keeping track of this stuff. Do you a have a stash or a pile in your garage or attic.? How often does the thought of the pile creep into your consciousness? Or is it just hovering in your subconscious mind, preventing new, potent thoughts from arising?

Take stock: that baseball glove you got when you were thirteen. It doesn't fit anymore. Give it to a kid who will use it and let the energy be set free. You'll stop dreaming about the past and you'll feel the vitality that is surging around that space where you kept it because the stuff, the physicality of it, will have a new purpose. It will be recycled in a "spiritual" or "psychological" way as well as a physical way. You might even go out and throw a ball for the kid and feel the energy move through your body.

Or that dressmaker's form that you bought. It's in you closet taking up space. You thought you wanted to learn how to sew, but what you really wanted was a beautiful, handmade dress. Stop beating yourself up for making a mistake. You were trying to make your dreams fit into something more practical, more doable. Now let someone else's dreams come to life... the energy will swirl when that friend of yours who really does love to sew gets that dressmaker's form from you. You'll feel the energy move and make space for your most authentic desires to be manifest.

If you're not using the stuff and it's just sitting there, you have some stagnate energy that needs to be swept out. It will free up other energy points in your life that may feel stuck and you can't understand why. Whether you're wanting a shift in career, relationship, or financial power, all these regions of your life are interconnected. The glut of stagnant stuff-energy, the energy of possessions, may be the reason you are stuck in another area of your life.

Think of a circulatory system like the one in your body. If a clogged artery blocks the flow of your blood-energy, the stagnation can affect the brain via stroke, even if the blood clot starts behind your knee. When the movement stops in one place, it stops in other places. A train track is similar. If the train one stop ahead doesn't keep moving down the line, other stations get blocked up. If there is something in your life about which you are unsatisfied and you've been working on moving your energy toward you goals to no avail, look at what other areas in you life might be easier to move the energy and get some change flowing.

According to Taoist Chi Kung tradition, he unhealthy energy that gathers in the body due to stagnancy is called blocked CHI. Your body, your life's journey, and your ability to move energy are all an interweaving of material and ethereal. If something's gotta give, you can start by moving some stuff. You can be sure that some of the unseen, mysterious energies coursing through the spiritual plane of your life will move along with the physical plane.

There are many books out there describing the "how-to's" of organization, etc. I won't go into that here because I'm sure you can figure out how to get rid of stuff if you want to. Instead, I'm here to let you know how great is my experience of freedom. I'm here to remind you of the times you've already experienced this kind of power-freedom in your life. It's exhilarating to get rid of some stuff, so before you treat yourself to some impulsive buying or retail therapy, remember the health of simplicity.

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.
I realize I'm about to get up on the pulpit. It's a danger inherent in blogging. What I really want is to give you a gift, an experience of freedom to remind you of that amazing life-path you are following. I want to inspire you to keep going, to keep feeling that juiciness in you life that makes everything a miraculous wonder.

So what's a blogger to do? Is it possible to turn my experiences into a gift that you might actually enjoy reading? At the same time, can I avoid the danger inherent in every blog... the egomaniacal Web Log, part diary, part personal pulpit, without any accountability to a readership because of the random nature of web clicking.

Indulge me... I'm new at this social-interaction-via-the-web-thing and haven't yet figured out how this Blog is something useful for you AND me. I do indeed want to entertain you, dazzle you, maybe even inspire you. So, if it's not doing it for you, let me know. Ask me questions. Post a comment and I'll be happy to give you what you want.

And Now, the Pulpit:

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Voluntary Simplicity

Voluntary Simplicity- On the Road

Where should I be from 8:00 AM to 10:00 AM? That is my morning question. Free parking in the municipal lot ends at 8:00 and the public library doesn't open until 10:00. In Boulder, most parking spots are purchased or have a two hour time limit, which makes being an indigent nomad difficult. I've been living in my truck since I arrived in Boulder Saturday.

Before the move out West, while packing to take the long drive, I had to leave behind half of the bulk I'd brought with me for a summers stay in Pennsylvania: toys and non-necessities, plastic storage bins filled with extra clothes, a spa's worth of toiletries, an old fashioned camera, an inflatable exercise ball, trail maps, cooking spices and a food processor are among the items that come to mind. Many of the things I left behind don't come to mind, a sure sign that they are inconsequential.

On the long drive from New Jersey to Colorado, I had ample time to not only contemplate but viscerally experience the affects my material hoarding has on my life. While trying to sleep in the cab of my Toyota 4-Runner, I was always shoving stuff over so I could have a little niche for my sleeping bag. When it comes to basic tasks like making breakfast in a parking lot or charging my cell phone, digging through excess baggage is a drudge. Now that I am reconnecting with the basics of my life, I want to keep simplifying. I'm feeling the freedom of not having so much stuff to take care of. I want it gone... so I've decided to keep living in my truck and to say goodbye to my excess.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Freedom and the Open Road

I'm leaving today for Colorado. I'll be driving my trusty and rusty '86 Toyota 4Runner for the next four days.

You might feel the longing for the open road. There's a freedom in getting up to go on a long distance adventure. Needs become clear: food, shelter. Those will be the basics for the next few days, in addition to the gasoline to keep the adventure running.

Freedom. I'd like to be able to say that this road trip is a supreme example of the freedom I have, but it's not. I'm returning to grad school, finishing up a dreaded project I began four years ago. I will be living off my credit card along the way because I am financially weak. I will be missing my family and friends back East, and part of me doesn't want to go!

Still, I am free, not because I can go on some road trip, but because of my mindset. I know that I can do this and survive... even enjoy the experience. I have an inner strength that will carry me through the unknown that is waiting for me. Freedom is where one's head is at. Wish me luck.

Monday, August 4, 2008

Welcome!

This is a chance for you to take a peak into the process of creating an Artful Life, one that reflects deepest desires and connects with one's true path. Inspiration for the Write-Wild Blog are twofold:

First, YOU will know the route to your freedom as I describe my own journey. As we move through the terrain, your attention is drawn to spectacular views, of both inner-landscapes and wilderness vistas.

Second, the Write-Wild Blog fulfills a need for connection with others scouting the trail towards their bliss.


What is an Artful Life? How do we nurture the quality of Wildness? Are poetic urges challenged by a basic human drive for survival? What do we make of the little deaths, the day-to-day sacrifices to job, family, duty? These topics and many more are ripe morsels to savor in the Write-Wild Blog, where I will post glimpses from the field.