It’s been a while since I’ve written and I’ve missed it so.
Well, friends. Confession time. I’m in a funk. A wanderlust-induced, restless, “what-am-I-doing-with-my-life” funk.
As I sit behind my desk at my 9 to 5, I have to wonder…Is this where I’m meant to be? Life is oh so precious and short. Am I wasting it on something I’m not passionate about?
Then there’s that “If you had a million dollars, what would you do with it?” question that is supposed to determine your destiny. Here’s my answer that I can’t ignore:
I want to live in an Airstream trailer, travel the country and sell my wares. I want a simple life, meeting beautiful souls on the open road. I want adventure and unconventionality. Just writing that out sets a fire to my heart and makes me burst with joy.
Does that make me crazy? Maybe…but maybe not. I have the so-called “American Dream” right now: two cars, cute house in the suburbs, a good steady job and more friends than I can count. Cable TV, a well-decorated home, pretty things from the wedding.
So why do I want less? In our society it’s always more, more, more. Bigger, better, faster. Shiny and new. We work our lives away to buy things we don’t need, fill our time with meaningless clutter and reality TV. Stay in touch on Facebook but don’t really know what our friends are going through or when they need us the most.
Something seems so wrong with that. I’m reminded of a quote in one of my favorite movies Fight Club: “The things we own end up owning us.”
I’m of course a huge fan of antique and craft fairs and have always been intrigued in the vendors' way of life. They seem genuinely happy. And why wouldn’t they be? Sure, it’s hard work, but it’s got to have an incredible sense of community and fulfillment that makes it worthwhile.
My college roommate, Lindsey, is living a version of my dream right now in California. Her and her fiancé and precious daughter converted a school bus into a home and I’m always inspired by their sweet, simple life. It seems so full of love and light that I can’t help but envy a wee bit. Ok, envy a LOT. Please go read her fabulous blog, Glitter & Grit, and send her my love. Here are a couple of the sweet details. I can almost smell that redwood and freedom!
|Some of the gorgeous details in Lindsey & Cody's housebus. Pictures courtesy of Lindsey @ Glitter and Grit|
|Lindsey's awesome water pump & spice rack.|
I also am SO inspired by beautiful shabby chic caravans like these:
|Source: Nora Pearl|
|Source: Apartment Therapy|
Swoon!! I could totally see me and my love, snuggled at our little breakfast nook drinking coffee and talking about our dreams.
One of my favorite authors Donald Miller describes it this way in his book “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years” (go read it, thank me later): your life is a story. In a GREAT story, one that is worth repeating, each character must face conflict to get what he wants. He basically says, if you don’t like the way your story is going, if you were to die tomorrow and think of all the time you wasted or the dreams you suppressed…change your story! There is an “inciting incident” in all stories, a fork in the road where the character has to decide.
I don’t just want to take the safe road. The straight and narrow. To lead a comfortable life. I want to be bold, and even if something doesn’t work out, at least I tried. It’s better than never knowing.
So follow me on this journey, and don’t be surprised when I say I have a wild hair and need to sow some wild oats!