I made a bold declaration this week. I’m finally taking action toward becoming a digital nomad, so for my East Coast trip, I’ll be driving cross-country, spending a few weeks on the road while working. After my experience at World Domination Summit, a fire was lit inside of me that won’t die and I can’t stop it.
I know that becoming a digital nomad and traveling as much as I want to means living a more minimalist life. Believe it or not, I had no qualms about not having any furniture when I packed all of my belongings into my car and drove to Seattle 18 months ago. I appreciate things, but I don’t need them. I can jump in my car today and be happy with whatever I can fit in there.
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I’m going to be very candid with you. I went into World Domination Summit with zero expectations. I hadn’t read Chris Guillebeau’s Brief Guide to World Domination. I didn’t know 95% of the people who were going to this and I didn’t look at the name of speakers. There were maybe a couple of people I knew I wanted to meet there, but even then, I wasn’t feeling pumped about trying to make plans happen.
I just wanted to let it happen. I thought, at most, I would meet a couple of new people, hear a few good speakers and that would be that. It was just a conference, right? How much could it really have an impact on my life?
I really thought I’d spend most of my time exploring Portland when I wasn’t in sessions. Kelly and I were supposed to leave Sunday around noon to come back home. So how is it that we stayed there until Monday night, and how could a conference I knew very little about change my life?
Very, very sneakily, it seems.
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No matter how crazy and frustrating life can get, I always make an effort to see the silver lining and be obnoxiously positive. That’s why I did something called I Love…Fridays on my blog every week, but haven’t done so in the last few years when I needed it the most. Consider this a comeback of this weekly feature, where I talk about the things that have made me smile this week. Feel free to chime in and tell me the things you love on Twitter with the hashtag #IloveFridays. If you aren’t following me on Twitter, get on it! @BerrakDC
You’ll also notice that there are no longer comments on my blog. One of my favorite things about blogging, when I began, was all of the interactions in the comments. There used to be pages of conversations in the comments along, but as the internet has evolved, so has blogging and the way people interact with blogs. I get that. While I still love the feedback and interaction I get on my blog, I have to accept that it’s evolved into conversations off the blog. So you can find me on Twitter, my Facebook page, or email me.
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Friends passing the volleyball around in the sun.
Families having picnics, as the kids run around chasing bubbles.
A friendly baseball game between families.
Daisies peeking out in the sunshine.
One of the girls running trips and falls, ripping her white tights. Her dad immediately swoops her up as her mom strips off the tights to clean her wound. Her brother still running after bubbles with bare feet.
These are all portraits of my past that I’ve kept locked away for so long, because with the positive memories come the nostalgia, the reminder that somewhere, something was broken, and those memories are now just a distant reminder of my childhood. I sat on a bench, unable to hold back my tears as all of these memories unexpectedly flooded my heart and soul this past Sunday. I couldn’t hold it back. It all seems so lost – the memories seem to be fading, and I fear that because I don’t talk about it, my brother might not remember it all. [click to continue…]
(I originally wrote this post back in 2009.)
Dear Mother Earth,
I know we forget to appreciate you, a lot. We neglect the beautiful things about you, we forget to take care of you and the fact that we are guests in your home seem to slip our minds a lot. There are a lot of amazing things that you give us…but my favorite? [click to continue…]