That's how I've been feeling the last few days out on the coast. Just truly amazed at the variety of life. We apple the world. Today I met a fellow traveler, living out of his van, surfing... This is how it's meant to be. This is real life. The facade is our houses and cars and all that. I feel afraid at some point every day, so far out of my comfort zone. But opportunities arise when I need them. The flow is rather perfect really. A few days ago I ran into a couple who needed someone to help paint. So I had a four day job in Oceanside. Suddenly that opportunity was over and I moved on into the next thing. Don't cling to rocks falling with you, said Alan watts. Free fallin.
I went out paddling in an sup board a few days ago. I thought I was going to sink into the murky waters. A pack and a guitar as the only trace that I ever existed on this swirl. But I the people who knew better helped me navigate safely into land. I kissed the sand. This is what it's like, every day. I surf out farther and farther above the depths. I sing to my fear. I get stronger.