I mowed the lawn today after weeks of staring at it and saying ‘later.’ Choking it’s way through dense grass, miniature sumac and thorny vines, the mower shredded the stocks of an in creeping forest.
Every summer, my skin was covered in ooze—an immune-system response to the itchy, rash of blisters from southern Vermont’s most prolific crop—Poison Parsnip.
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When I was 25 I lost my health.
I had no health insurance and was turned down for disability.
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Before taking a single step, I first have to think about taking a single step. Consciously or otherwise, everything begins . . . with a thought. Even, Funology, a wellness lifestyle that takes fun seriously — is rooted in thought.
All my life, I noticed it. The presence of a gentle, internal voice, offering helpful suggestions I mostly ignored. No, not ignored . . . flicked off my shoulder like a bothersome bug.
I gave my internal guidance system no respect or attention.
Throughout my life, I thought of fear as something I should overcome, battle, and conquer. But when I began snow swimming 4 years ago, I wanted a fresh perspective—so fear would not stop me from doing what I wanted to do.
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Have you ever made your own speed limits?
After receiving two speeding tickets and a warning within weeks—I realized I had a problem.
With an excellent, 40-year driving record before this life ‘phase’, I suddenly found myself switching playdates with my grandchildren—for court dates.
Have you ever REALLY wanted to do something but were afraid to try it?
Climbing out of the mid-October water, I excitedly hopped up and down at the effectiveness of my winter ‘swimsuit’ against the plummeting air and water temperatures.
Through a series of mental growth spurts, I discovered that adventure is highly motivating for me while telling myself I ‘should’ do something—is not.
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For years I told myself (and anyone listening), that I was going to begin a personal challenge of skiing the length of Vermont on the Catamount Trail.
But I never did.
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A couple of times a year; typically on the cusp of a new season, I dash outside and bear witness to a 50F drop (or rise) in temperature—in a 1-2 hour span. An awesome-possum experience.
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I am a hippie-artist, in a casual relationship with discipline.
Running a high quality, custom jewelry business for 40 years in the small, rural state of Vermont is challenging, meaningful—and rich in personal freedom.
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