Brenna here. Bob and the kids have moved into our new place in France, and as usual, Bob had quite an adventure getting there. It involved x-ray scanning, luggage searching, customs officials, a few knives, and one very kind London policeman. Also colored pencils. I'll let him tell the story, which will be a few days coming, because the new house doesn't have phone or internet service at the moment. So basically I'm just teasing you here. I'll stop.
We got a comment on our last post, which was on leaving Scotland, and hitting the road again.
Traveling - wasn't that the whole idea?
And as crazy as it might sound to anyone watching what we're doing - it wasn't. Traveling was never the reason for this venture. Traveling was just a very complicated way to accomplish what Bob and I set out to accomplish, which was nothing more, and nothing less, than this: To see what we're made of. To blow open our comfort zones. To find a new way of thinking, of being, of living. To mine for every buried talent, dream, or longing that had gone underground. To build the bravery muscles and the creative impulses. To give ourselves the opportunity to fail, and fail again, and then shrug it off, and move on. To see clearly what is uniquely ours to offer, and to find the place where who we are, and how we can be of use in the world, converges with the ability to make a living.
It's gynormous. It's audacious. Sometimes it feels greedy.
It's a very strange experience to work hard every day, sometimes with intense focus on one project or another, sometimes throwing spaghetti against the wall to see what sticks, and to not have any idea if it's going to work. At times I feel like we're so far outside the box that we're totally lost. At times I think we might just have the beginnings of something workable. Most of the time I have no idea, and I just go at it anyway. Dogged determination has to count for something, doesn't it?
So. There's the whole truth of what we're doing out here. I know that it will resonate with some people, and it will rub others the wrong way. That's OK with me. And there is the proof I need, for today, that I'm on the right track.
Seriously everybody - here's to the journey, and the joy, of Uncertainty.