Storytelling Through Art.
My goal is to show experiences in a meaningful way through short stories and hand-drawn sketches.
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Looking Back...Final Thoughts.
I have really enjoyed my different experiences on the AT, or the Appalachian Trail, which is an east coast mountain range that runs the length of Georgia to Maine. My first adventures started in a previous blog, which you can read here. I try to be a stickler on my mileage as I’m hiking, but enjoyed the daily-occurring spurts of spontanety. That could be stopping to chat with someone in a shelter, listening to the wildlife around me (NOT rattlesnakes!), listening to other's conversations, hearing the background of why people are on the trail, and even smelling nature.
HYOH - "Hike Your Own Hike"
Supposedly there is a saying on the Appalachian Trail: "Hike your own hike," which encourages each person to hike the way that they want to, giving whatever they have for their own hike to complete their goal. I did not see this a lot on the AT, but I am slowly learning to take the sentiment to heart. I was given a backwards compliment one day when a thru-hiker (someone who is hiking the entire trail from Georgia to Maine) asked how far I had covered that day. I told him I started late and just hiked eight miles. He said, "That's why you look so put together," basically stating that I didn't do much. This was my first example that I was not on the same wavelength as other more "seasoned" hikers who had been there for more than three months.
“I Like Boring.”
We’ve had quite an adventure in the last several days of hiking! We have officially made it past our one hundred mile mark. As of this time of writing, Dad and I have hit around one hundred thirty-five hiking miles. After a certain point, I will continue for another two hundred miles or so, depending on the weather and elevations that I hit. If last week’s theme was getting our trail legs, this one has been something like taking what’s thrown at us. For instance, during one storm that we thought was supposed to pass over us in an hour, we decided to hunker down under our tent tarp. It kept our pants and shoes dry—until the weather app updated to more than three hours of continued storms. What did we do? We hiked another five miles in the rain. Nothing on our person or in the top of our packs was dry until the following afternoon.
Moments and Memories.
Last week I returned from a (very short) medical mission trip to Peru. I had the privilege of being the interpreter for one of our nurse practictioners on the trip. We got an early start each day and worked until late into the night. Here's a breakdown of the things that I experienced and memories that were made:
I wrote about the new season in my life in a previous blog and this week I have been taking my zero day (whenever I don’t hike at all) spending time with my grandparents and setting up job interviews. I think I’ve finally gotten my “trail legs” so I think the next several days should be easier. I cannot discount the fact that there have been so many beautiful scenery spots and even more VERY tough hills.
Book Sabbatical: May
This month has been a little hectic, as evidenced by this summary being written twelve-ish days after the start of the month. I can’t promise July will be any better, but it’s for a good reason! I will be traveling and hiking this summer (see previous blog about adventuring) so I will have limited access to a computer. However, I will continue to create stories for when I return in August and will post as often as I can. Until then, enjoy the books from May!
I’m in! — One Adventurer’s Story.
This is the last week at my job. I voluntarily resigned a month ago, with the idea that I am going to take the summer off. I am leaving on good terms, but I’m setting off on an adventure! I have calculated my savings, my budget, and two other trips already bookended on either side of my summer ramblings. My plan for adventure: to section hike the Appalachian Trail for five to six weeks!
The love-hate relationship of cats.
As I write this, my cat is lost. I haven’t seen him for over a week. I’m hoping he’s just holed up somewhere in someone’s house, cozy and oblivious to the worry that he is subjecting me to. However, I know that in reality he could be on the side of the road or stuck in a chimney. I am not sure if he will come back like nothing happened or if I will never see him again. Times like these remind me that I’m lucky to have a cute, little, fuzzy companion.
Book Sabbatical: April
A lot of the reading time that I have taken has been deliberate. As evidenced by this post, better late than never, right? It is difficult for me right now to find time for a reading, though I am incorporating art and writing into my evenings. Audiobooks have been amazing and even including short synopsis of books that I have read has cushion to my writing and solidified things that I have learned from each story. One of the advantages of trying new things in art is that I learn to see things from a new perspective, and some of the books that I read enhance a different way of approaching the world. I hold on to the fact that reading a good book is just as important as writing a good book.
Faces Among Us
The Turkish word, Meraki means, “The soul, creativity or love put into something; The essence of yourself that is put into your work.” I recently noticed this definition displayed at my gym and I think it accurately describes my stage of life right now.