San Fran

Dance music is blasting from the club down the street.

my eyes hurt from no sleep.

Curled up in a bed by the window...The wind blows in my face every morning.

I can see the skyline.

This city has been beautiful. Our energies meet. San Fran...I think I'm in love.

I drink a cup of tea and sit in a room full of travelers from all over the world.

We have one thing in common. To see as much as we can..not matter what.

Jobless. Broke. Tired...but we are still smiling..still going...

You meet people from all over.

Connection.

Work in Australia? Bed in London?

It's beautiful..makes me thank life for being so accessable to meet people.

I don't know what to do. I could do so much..anything..anything..anything..I want to go to Australia..I want to feel the beats of Europe...I want to see it all.

I think I'm buying a flight to Hawaii by the weekend.

Black Widow Spider

Listening to bob Dylan trying to play the harmonica with the tune…erika is trying to strum the guitar..

Sippin on wine.

Daleah is making cigarettes

Ready for an adventure?

We take a hike around the woods..

 It is pitch black.

The chickens coo.

The rain begins to pour.

The wind picks up and the leaves on the branches sway.

Find a water stream.

I talk about how I wish I were teaching. Having my classroom teaching them about flowers.

Daleah talks about bees.

I should write a children’s book about bees. They are really important. REALLY important.

We continue our journey through the woods.

Something about nature that makes me feel safe.

I snuck the harmonica.

Playing a tune while we climb on the rocks…listen to the wind…feel the rain fall on our eyelids..some droplets slip into my mouth making me feel  ALIVE.

The point of life…to feel alive…I don’t want this to end.

We end up in the barn..find some scrapbooks from 1930s with old pictures from who the hell knows..newspaper articles of obituaries and weddings.

Beauty of the unknown? U fall into curiosity and it takes you in places you have never imagined.

Only fear? Getting bit by a black widow spider. 

Crammed.

Getting Ansy…ready to hit the road.

We add an extra roadie to our traveling crew. Deleah…Beautiful soul, she is traveling across country without a cell phone…but somehow with her wit and smarts..she makes it work.

Since we added an extra person packing up our car will be a bit of a situation. 

Cars are whizzing by and people are honking as we probably look ridiculous with all of our bags and shit sitting on the side of the street in downtown LA while we try to fit all of our stuff in the car, so that the trunk closes and there is still enough room to fit 4 people in my two door eclipse car that barely withheld the three of us all the way up here.

We make it work, and I look back at Emily and Deleah crunched in the back of my car with bags on their laps and on top of their toes.

I will never forget this moment.

We hit the road with hope that the next place we travel to will not be as frustrating as the place we just left.

We arrive..FARM 2…and a burst of relief fills each of our hearts.  We have our own RV..and will be working with flowers for the next week or so!

Who can ask for a better situation..we have our own mini apartment settled in the hills of California.

Taking it all in because none of us know how long this beautiful situation will last.

BE

I wake up early to get away, spend some time alone.
My feet crush against the pavement as I look out upon the water and the morning dew begins to moisten the tip of my nose.
Around me are the mountains and the million dollar houses.
I am in LA. I am shoveling shit.

I wanna teach.

It hits me in waves harder against my heart, deeper against my soul. I imagine the classroom that I would have and what I would do with the kids today.

This economy is a bitch. Holding me back from the dreams in which I hold, the degree in which I worked my ass off to attain.

Although it is the adventure. It is the adventure that I wanted...I wanted this..I wanted to not know where I was going to sleep some nights..I wanted to feel the sensation of pure freedom..even if that meant sleeping on the floor in random houses wearing the same clothes for days. It thrills me.

I'm getting antsy here...I dream of the road...ready to hop on it and breath in the highway pollution. Further and deeper do I want to take myself in this adventure...Hopefully until I get lost in it. I'm sick of waiting. I'm sick of searching. I just want to BE...and the rest will follow.

Farm #1. Los Angeles, California

Curled up in a ball wrapped in my sleeping bag. I got my winter jacket on and a wool scarf wrapped around my face. It's cold in Southern California?

Emily is reading with her headlamp on and Erika is trying to find a comfortable spot because the side of the tent in wet.

The chickens let out a big wail.

All of us crammed up in a tent...

I let out a big burst of laughter.

Fuck. The situation that we have put ourselves in ladies...

Interesting to say the least...I am still happy

We have breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day together on a wooden table discussing the importance of sustainable living...getting to know people from all walks of life. We talk about the earth, we talk about travel, we talk about our "previous lives" in which have brought us to this place right here.

It's the people. It's the conversations. It's the atmosphere of living off the land that bring a wholesomeness to this place and make me happy to be sitting in a tent, freezing my ass off...dirty as fuck...but still with a smile on my face.

LA

Weaving through the crowd. I got music blasting through every direction...feel the music tip top to the souls of the feet and everyone moves...they bounce...they shiver...they ignite with fire burning deep..until the music starts to slow down..then everyones' bodies slow down..until the beat hits faster...BOOM everyone is ignited again and they are wild...they are free..throwing up their hands in every direction...feeling every part of the music they want. Express. Feel the freedom to Express and not care..just truly not care. The essence of LA..