Monday 20 June 2011

Web-[eye]brows

So I've stumbled upon a little spare time to relax, do some "web-browsing", reading, researching, and pondering. I especially like rainy days for this. Often when the sun is shining and it's above 20 degrees outside, I find it really difficult to dedicate time looking at a computer screen, or spending time inside for that matter (I am getting better though-- another day always ends up coming) when I could be sunning myself in a field, taking a bike ride, doing a yoga class, going for a swim, or playing some frisbee. Do you blame me?

Anyway, I've been surfing the waves of the web for a bit this evening, and I thought maybe I'd share some of the things that I've been digging some dirt up on:

The concept of the Digital Nomad.
Sounds pretty gnarly, eh?
I've always been interested in reading and living vicariously through stories of Vagabonding. I read Vagabonding by Rolf Pottz (http://www.vagabonding.net/ / http://www.vagablogging.net/) and gobbled it up like nutella covered rice cakes.
I've been on a few solo backpacking/vagabonding adventures myself, and I always found that the experience pleasantly rearranges my concepts of day to day living, with residual effects lasting for several months after. Of course, as some of you may know, this fine warm peach fuzz that lubricates  the monotony of re-entering the home-routine is, more often than not, buzzed away by the grind our daily routines, which most people hailing from middle class North American lifestyles settle into as the norm. It sounds a lot more depressing than it really is.

I think it becomes more of an understanding that, with every great high in life, we've got to equally accept the regular goings-on: the ebb and the flow--what goes up, must come down-- type understanding.

Anyway. I always came back from my adventure-filled excursions with the understanding that I couldn't have it all, all the time. To have an amazing, carefree, spirited, soul-searching, flying-by-the-seat-of-my-pants experience somewhere else, away from home, I needed to work hard, accept the daily grind with gritted teeth, and put my nose to the grind for X amount of months. The concept of living life as a Digital Nomad seemingly creates a sweet, delicious, and nutritious mixture of work, play, and 'living the good life' as it were.

Now there are plenty of good examples of perfectly sane people from all over the world that have given up their rat-race day jobs in order to risk the jump off this proposed ledge. Here is a website I stumbled upon that gives enough interesting (perhaps inspirational) reading material to entertain for a week full of rain: 10 digital nomads to learn from

The ones I've clicked through, they all seem to promote this lifestyle and say "You, too, can do this! Please try! Here is what we've done. These are the steps. Just because we've done it first, doesn't mean you can't as well!"

It is all a bit overwhelming to think about. Many of these people approximately my age, some even younger, and have made a life where they are living quite comfortably monetarily, all the while living on the edge physically, daring to call nowhere home-- other than their own skin.
Needless to say, I'm totally inspired by this.

A girl I met on one of my backpacking adventures is named Kelly Dunning. We met in Victoria, British Columbia about a year and a half ago. She was about to embark on a trip around New Zealand for a few months. She ended up never coming back, because she met a man who became a love, moved to the UK with him, and started to make her love for travel a sustainable career. She got a job on the side as a child worker while building up her freelance travel writing portfolio using various free and accessible websites. Eventually, she was able to quit her "day job" and now makes enough income from her writing to sustain herself from home. They've recently started up a website called global-goose that she is using as a springboard to further this lifestyle choice.

Through my clicking around I've found some great resources that may be of some interest to you (and probably me for reference at a later time):

This is not really an exhaustive list.. but it's a nice smattering of what's out there.
Something about this lifestyle really rings some kind of clear bell in my mind and heart.
How cool would that be?

To tell the truth, this whole teaching thing, settling down for 9ish months, day and night, work that follows you home, not really having the time or energy to fulfill your own passions and interests (at least not for the first few years of transitioning between a completely "green" teacher, and a "stable" teacher with lots of work to do) doesn't really bring my milkshake to the yard. Or whatever. I mean, I think it'll be a great growing opportunity to settle down for a little while (in a brand new country and culture) and to really try out these skills that I've been granted qualified to do with my 20,000 dollar piece of paper.
But as much as my heart strings sing when I see the light in the eyes of these kids, I am not sure the system that we've implemented will really encourage me to grow as a person, and as a teacher (and it's also questionable what kind of job the system does for the children). It doesn't feel like the path I'm meant for. Not forever, at least.

So, from August 3rd 2011 to August 3rd 2012, I will dedicate this one year to giving teaching a fair and honest chance, with the compromise that I will get to do it in a brand new environment-- a whole new world to discover. The excitement of being in a new city by myself, with just the right amount of "stuff" to be decently comfortable, is an inspiring springboard. I think it'll embed a new sense of inspiration and life into me. Not to mention this new city is 100% across the world from where I've spent my whole life. Talk about change. Talk about excitement.

Maybe while I'm there I'll be able to make a really good go at this blog/vlog thing: a fairly green Canadian teacher in a brand new country, lapping up a new culture, while starting a career, and living on her own for the very first time. Who knows, maybe someone might want to read about it. I am thinking that I might highly enjoy chronicilling my undertakings, mishaps, and adventures. After all, I am often quite clumsy, blunt, and inadvertently humorous. I think it could possibly make for some entertaining material.


Also, last but not nearly least, this is a great video-- encouragement to think outside the box when it comes to deciding on a career:


Oh, totally unrelated to all of this stuff:

I bought these shoes today. I am wearing them right now in my bed. They are pretty comfortable to stomp around in.












And I also bought a pocket digital camcorder, for making little interesting videos of the life and times of this little sack-o-meat. I think it'll come hugely in handy when I'm in Korea and words just have no way of expressing the exact untransferrable and untranslateable experiences that I will find myself in. I look forward to it.

Sunday 19 June 2011

Jump on the Blogtrain.

I feel the rumblings and the shakings of myself wanting to type this out. Not to write it, but to type it. I feel like I’m feeding myself with all these external stimuli, I feel like there is so much to indulge in, so much to digest, so many people to contact, it’s endless. I feel like I’m looking for something that I’m not finding. I feel like I’ve been putting off making a blog because I figure everyone else is doing it, and I write in my physical journal, so what’s the big idea about putting it online, typing it rather than writing and feeling the words? What’s the big difference?
Well, obviously I am here, writing this blog. Which I may never show anyone. Likely not.
The internet, the floating world of cyberspace is an open realm to find inspiration, but this inspiration can be so fleeting. You love a video you see on youtube, you are totally inspired by a work of art you stumbled upon using… Stumble, you receive a comment from someone that you would like to document in order to be able to easily reference it at a later time, something that acknowledges your self worth, that you could see yourself looking for at some moment of weakness down the road.
There are all these things that we feel like we want to save somewhere, but let go of. Or, we save them, but in a whole bunch of mixed up, displaced places. They are not all organized, they are not all in the same place.

Who am I writing this for? For me? For sharing? I have a huge desire to share my life with someone… with people who have the desire to try to understand. God knows, I would love to understand others on a deeper level, if they would let me. I am so curious about others. Am I curious to compare, however? Is that an okay thing?
Comparison without judgment. Is it possible?
I am curious to relate, I think, moreso than to compare. Is relation a form of comparison, without judgment?

I guess if I keep making excuses not to have a blog, I’m going to keep clogging back something that obviously wants to be created, otherwise I wouldn’t be typing this right now, and it wouldn’t be coming out so seamlessly (even though it feels like a jabbering mess, but it feels good despite this).

I could always make certain entries private. It would be nice to sort through all of my blogs that I have had in the past, and find all my workings, and put them all in one place. Filing. Organizing.
I fill my time so that the time to organize is lost. It’s nice to have everything find a ‘right place’ to be in. At least for the time. A place to rest, right?
Things and people, they need places to rest.

I, and many of the people in my life these days, have been reaching out to chronicle their lives, via blogging, vlogging, writing songs, poetry, videos, whatever else. I'm inspired by these things, and these people. I also feel a compulsion to chronicle, but it hasn't really extended far into the technological realm. My method, for a very long time, as been to write it all out. Stream of consciousness writing. Don't limit, don't paraphrase, write out every. single. word. move on to the next one. Get it all out, no matter what sense it does or does not make. I think, instead of forming this blog into something presentable, linear, neatly packaged, with nice links, nice videos, a pertinent and logical flow of ideas, I think I'll just let that lofty expectation go, and really let this be just another format to connect with my self. If this blog somehow finds the eyes of someone, so be it. If it happens to be someone I know, or everyone I know, so be it. I feel like I'm at a point in my life, where I've got nothing to hide. Maybe someday I'll shake my head and say "Oh, poor 23 year old self, did you have no shame? No dignity?"


Until then, my unabashed, unyielding, non-sneezeguarded meanderings will most likely be left on this here buffet of scraps. Delicious scraps, mind you. But, knowing the way I think, write, and often communicate, it'll be like shoving a mandarin orange slice, with some green onions, a tubesteak, and chocolate drizzle all into your mouth at once. Interesting, nonsensical, sometimes-nauseating, but minus the judgement that usually comes along with all of that.

You might also be delighted to know that I'm seriously considering the purchase of a pocket digital camcorder. Let this be one of many communication outlets!

I am moving to Korea in about 6-8 weeks. Before that, I have an elaborate plan for my last days here in Canada. Almost too much stuff, I've managed to fill my plate with. My will power to do (or eat) these things is uncanny, and something that I've honed throughout my life. But why I put myself through such toils and snares, I don't know. I think it's partially a compulsion toward activity. This is something I've been made aware of with myself in the past few years. Perhaps an aspiration to grow, unceasingly grow in all directions, at any cost, without mind of my capacities. I push my capacities in many ways in my life. I think this experience of life that I'll have in the next few months (also, the next few years) will be a way for me to learn about my capacities, my boundaries, my limits (if there are any, echo 'heeeeellllllllllooooooo!" into the microphone, please.)

-the soulo spacecadet signing off!