Hey there lovely friends of mine! I’ve been posting a lot of backdated entries from my adventures. If you don’t receive updates by email, make sure you go back through and take a look at what you may have missed. I dated the posts according to when they were written and NOT when they were posted. There are lots of pictures now, write-ups about the last days on the trail, and my adventures down the west coast. So take a stroll around RoamandWrite and hopefully you’ll find something new and fun to read! Continue reading Backdated Posts are Up!
I spent a long time last night scanning all of my journal entries from the trail so that I could consolidate them into one accessible document online…the goal being to keep the images available while I begin the work of transcribing all that writing into searchable, web friendly text. Someone very nicely pointed out to me that as long as I just have images of my writing on the blog, people aren’t likely to find it no matter how they search for such things because, well, there aren’t any keywords. Continue reading Renovations…
Music: Sigur ros ( ) Mode of Transport: Greyhound Mood: ??
This is the first time I’ve picked up a pen in 2 weeks. I’m heading to Phoenix for Thanksgiving week and have left a very cozy, comfortable, relaxed town in Northern California. I can’t quite pinpoint or gauge how I feel in this moment. I’m here now; I’m exhausted from all the journey since September 2nd when I left Austin, and especially right now, as I’ve been transferring between buses for 19 hours. Continue reading Somewhere Between Yuma and Phoenix…
Hey Everyone! I’m currently in Northern California, making my way by foot, thumb, planes, trains, and automobiles around the perimeter of the country and back East in time for the Winter Solstice. This is the first chance I’ve had to use a real computer that’s actually hooked up to the internet, and I hoped to post some entries from the last few weeks…but apparently I’m not meant to be technologically focused because I can’t upload the images of my writing. Let this serve as an update so that everyone knows I’m safe, happy, and continuing on the journey of a lifetime, despite having a flu-like situation. Once I embark on the next bit of traveling I’ll have time to write again and as soon as I get near a Mac I can probably get the posts up.
At this moment one of my closest friends is between rushes (contractions) during the laboring for her first child. I’m taking this few minutes to write while the midwives set up, just because I have to get out some of the enormity of emotion we are all experiencing. She is a beautiful mama and has taken on some ancient, feminine, divine energy (force) as she works through this. Something else has come into the yurt, something I can’t explain but can feel, almost touch; it’s telling her how to handle everything. I’m in awe, I’m honored, I feel helpless, but glory in it all. I would not be anywhere else than right here with her. What a thing to witness and be part of less than a week after finishing the trail… Continue reading In the Birth Yurt – Ponderosa, Washington
Now in Washington. This next adventure, part two of my 3 months of wandering, is beginning in Washington where I’ll help a very special friend birth her first child. After this week I’ll make my way quickly through Oregon (2 nights) then on to California. I’ll see some highschool buddies in Humboldt, some herb school buddies in the Sierra Nevadas (and hopefully get some Tumbler in Chico!), and then to San Fran for visits with a few different peeps from various phases of my life, hiking part of the Lost Coast Trail, then to AZ for all kinds of reunions, and on to Texas before back to Virginia. Since I’m still nomading it up I’ll keep writing and posting and I go. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!
As I write this, I’m on a plane Portland bound, and listening to Fleetwood Mac. It’s been my plan all along to go West for a month after my hike, but I didn’t expect it to be so hard to leave. I feel like a bag of trail mix. Salty sweet crunchy soft. I’ve got a thousand feelings but I’m just observing them and paying attention to where they come from and what they have to teach me, rather than getting hooked into any one of them and spiraling out – which is kinda what happened yesterday. Continue reading Post Hike Reintegration