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I was talking with a couple yesterday as they bemoaned all the many seemingly-insurmountable obstacles standing in the way of their becoming full-time RVers. Money. Work. Family. Timing. But I could tell there was something else going on, lurking right beneath the surface. After a little coaching, it finally came out that they weren’t quite…Click here for reuse options!
Soon after discovering that I’m a full-timer, whoever-the-non-nomad-is to whom I’m speaking usually says something like, “Gosh, I sure wish I could afford to retire so young.” My response? Well, so the hell do I! Why do folks automatically assume that a traveling life means a life of leisure? Not all RV-people spend their days…Click here for reuse options!
Random Person: “So where do you live?” Me: “I’m a full-time RVer. I live in an Airstream.” Random Person: “You don’t just stay in one place? You go wherever you want? Whenever you want?” Me: “Yep.” Random Person: “Wow, that must be a great life!” Me: “Yes. Yes it is. But not for the reasons…Click here for reuse options!
Coaching has become a very popular way for people to get the ongoing support they need to accomplish their goals. However, choosing a coach can be tricky. There are so many methods, models, and approaches. Coaches come from every background possible — from counseling to consulting to corporate America. And each individual has a personality,…Click here for reuse options!
Tomorrow. The unbearable lightness of possibility, But terror weighs more, in the end. What measure of a life? Legacy, contribution, seemingly lofty pursuits — Earthly treasures nonetheless. Hope blocking pursuit. The mind’s eye is dark, Unable or unwilling to see? Experience discarded like trash, Clogging the soul’s gutter, No longer emptying into the ocean. The…Click here for reuse options!
Surrounded by concrete and tears, Marbleized grief in a sea of strange faces, Stone angels? No, they must be family. Offering platitudes, promising a better place, Saying his name until the sound is foreign in my ears. I hate these things… Here comes another, My eyes, my lips — seen through a fog of years….Click here for reuse options!
A grinding halt, slamming of the brakes, head-on collision with a wall — That was my life, when I expelled you. Screaming, bleeding, cursing the heavens, Wishing I’d never survived this ordeal. So much lost as you sprung forth — child of torment, spawn of remorse, Rotten fruit dripping from my loins, my only legacy…Click here for reuse options!