No glam. Yesterday's Camping Training was productive.
I can now build a fire, bake with a makeshift convention oven and
coach a camping trip of
first-time campers! There's one more Certification I
need from Texas Parks & Wildlife that will allow for use of
loaner camping equipment then it's officially on!
On this week's "Thoughtful Thursdays" vlog I spoke on
long-term goals & the necessity of maintaining sight of
your desires when they dont immediately come into being.
So many of my own dreams & visions were relegated to
long-term status because they are bigger than just little ole' me.
They require resources I dont currently have &
people I've yet to meet. And for
some people that's all the excuse needed to bury those dreams deep with a
tombstone reading, "Impossible." I disagree. That's when I began writing
them down in my journals. I created Vision Boards while using aromatherapy. I
I tattooed them on
the inside of my arm, next to my heart.
Lol, Okay not really... that's extreme...
Point being, Im doing whatever it takes to not forget what I saw years ago in a dream- the feeling I had when I started on that path.
Langston Hughes wrote a poem about "A Dream Differed." And although I didnt understand it as a youth,
now I know exactly what it looks like. We all do.
We all know people that stopped dreaming and following their passions.
Its heart-breaking to witness. Spirit-breaking...
As the Alchemist, it’s also motivation. A selfish and selfless
motivation just for me. A challenge to stand as their example of accomplishment.
To allow them to vicariously feel the pleasurable force of success and
the orgasm of witnessing a vision coming alive. For every
loved one that gave up & allowed their perceived lacks to
keep them from going all in, WE receive a special type
of blessing by allowing them to taste the manna of our
Years ago, I began offering camping trips for first
time campers. I teamed-up with a respected expert, he
provided the tents & sleeping bags and I took care of
everything else. We hosted camping trips for almost 2
years and introduced both primitive & sheltered-style
to newbies. I wasnt ready to stop. I wanted to offer
more trips, though-out the state of Texas. I knew of other groups
offering trips to secluded reserves, private properties
and State parks and I wanted to do the same for my
peoples. However my business relationship with my
partner was quickly dissolving. Life happens. And I
needed my own camping supplies so I wasnt depending
on him and his. I needed help with marketing and management. None
of which I had. So, I reluctantly pushed pause. I began supporting
other camping groups. I started learning more about the 'outdoors'
culture. And I tacked my old promotional fliers and brainstorming exercises,
planning papers fleshing out my future plans on my Wishing Wall.
And I said to myself, "Not now. Later."
And so here we are. Later. Fast-forward several years and I'm
still camping. Now I have my children with me. I've began to identify ways to acquire my needed items,
as well as identified potential partners. I didn't forget.
Soon I will offer another trip.
Then I will assess how to improve my methods.
It's not so much about making money, although I do intend
to cover my expenses and charge what the experience
merits. Its moreso about opening up another portal for
city dwellers to commune with Mother Nature.
The therapy of natural colors, sounds, textures and smells. The ritual of sitting around the campfire.
And the sacredness of forested darkness.
It was placed in my Spirit to midwife folks into the experience.
It's one of my Creative dreams.
So this pic isnt a fly-girl, glam photo. I got those too nah, lol.
I'm a baddie when I wanna... Ayyyeee… lol.
I'm also deadass committed to chasing my dreams.
There are no other alternatives.