As they say, the journey of 1,000 miles begins with a single step. Old quotes are good quotes. The first thing that I walked away from Friday night was this...
I referred to it as my desk being "Beaned." Pardon the tilt, but this shot was the best one that didn't include the face of someone who hadn't explicitly agreed to be part of it.
At this point I wouldn't blame anyone at my workplace if they were questioning my motives in blogging, the way that I am. Do I feel any schadenfreude? Some sense of comparison, looking back at my coworkers? Some of them said I would never think about work and some of them assured me that I was incorrect when I said I would think about work while I was away. The work that I did, and that we all contributed to, was meaningful and made a positive difference in the world, and it is still at least a little bit strange to be doing things exclusively for myself instead of, with a group, doing things for the good of the many.
If I feel any schadenfreude it is exclusively with a healthy dose of irony.
The first thing that I did was attend Summer Intention, which is an event that's central to a community that I've been volunteering with. The website calls it "a three day, three night event where a village of all ages convenes to celebrate, share, workshop, perform, dance, play, heal, connect, share meals, and have fun."
I call it that thing I help organize, for myself. It was like a part-time job these past few weeks doing a bit of organizing in the background... but it was *so* good to dance under the stars, watch the fire spinners, and lead a workshop. I'll have a lot more to say about it (and a lot of photos), but those will wait for another time.
Over this next year I plan to travel a lot more than 1,000 miles, but this last weekend was a very, very good step.
Update: The second hyperlink was supposed to point here. It's been updated.