So, I have started a few new things recently, writing about my adventures of a solo woman traveler. First of all, I have not been blogging in awhile. That might be changing. I have had a shift in my priorities.
First, I started a year long art program called “Becoming Artist” with Jessica Serran. I’ve been following her for a couple years, I visited an art show in Prague with artist graduates. I’m super excited to be getting coaching and accountability and weekly focus on my art! It’s wonderful.
That has brought up challenges, addressing all the inner drama of being an artist. It’s pretty intense.
One of the things that we started with this program is “meta layers” it’s supposed to be a small easy practice you do every day as a discipline to create. I decided I would use my meta time to start working on my travel book on a daily basis. What I do is write 20 min every day. Minimum. When I get a chapter edited enough I post it to Medium and share it to Facebook.
Yes, my big life goal is to one day have a coffee table book of my stories and art from my travel scrapbooks on display but that’s a LONG time in the future and I am a social person that like immediate gratification. So this is my solution. One chapter at a time. I can get people to read, and then go from there. The most important thing is to inspire people. That is why I traveled. I wanted to prove to everyone that it is possible. That you can do it solo, as a woman, without much money. I DID IT!
Well, the feedback and encouragement has been ASTOUNDING and I am so flippin’ excited to write every day. I’ve been writing well more than 20 minutes a day. I have to cut myself off from writing too much.
Please, come and follow me on Medium.
It is so fascinating to have to step back into my thought process and beliefs when I was 20. One of the things that came up is that I have missed out on the whole “cabin in the woods” plan. I was going to find a mountain man, live in some remote place and live off the land. I was so fascinated and obsessed with that lifestyle. I feel like I’m even farther away from it than I was in my childhood. At least I grew up on a farm and I was pretty isolated.
I’ve been missing the cabin life and right when I was thinking about all this, our 3 month plan to stay with friends in a Mountain hut in Austria happened. When it was time to pack and plan I decided that I was going to spend a day all to myself and contemplate this new excitement I had about writing my book.
Guess what, I got a goal. A new goal! I have decided, the most important thing in my life right now, as of now, is to write and publish my book. I have it all figured out. I will grow an audience by sharing on Medium and FB. I will work so I can hire an editor, I will get a graphic designer – hopefully my dear friend who is AMAZING with design and words and seems to get me. But a graphic designer is way in the future.
So, now that I have direction again I would love for you to come follow me. I’ve begun at 20 when I drove my 1972 VW Bug around the US for 2 months. I had $400 in cash and tried to see if I could make it with just that by selling my art. Premium gas was $1.12 a gallon back then.
I hope you will help me spread the word about my story.
Here is what I’ll be writing about:
A solo woman traveler in her 20s living on a shoe string budget to fulfill her goal to see all 7 continents in 5 years, hike the AT, meet her future husband, and then years later make a journey through a manic psychotic episode that put her in a psych ward for a week and got her a bipolar diagnosis.
Right now I’m focusing on the beginning:
- growing up in a cult
- the road trip
- working a winter at a ski resort in Wyoming as a waitress and snowboard instructor
- backpacking Europe for 3 months solo at the age of 21
- my first season fishing in Alaska.
There’s so much more. I traveled for a total of 9 years before I got married and I want to also write about my mental break (I lovingly call it “my escape” as in, the time I escaped reality) 11 years after my travels. Maybe I’m not sure where the story ends, maybe I’ll end it with moving to Germany. I don’t know.
Here is some highlights I will one day be writing about:
- worked 5 seasons on commercial salmon seiner boats in Alaska, I only went overboard once
- hiked the Appalachian Trail
- Volunteered for a couple weeks on a 750,000 acre cattle station in the middle of nowhere, Australia
- learned Thai massage in Chang Mai
- Experience a 12 hr traffic jam on a mountain road in Nepal due to a bus bombing
- slept in a graveyard, a construction site, and a barn, an igloo, the bleachers of a cricket field, the front door of a police station
- lived on $5 a day in Asia
So why am I so obsessed with talking about myself?
This is the question that stopped me from telling my story for years. I thought it was real vanity to think that my story was that important that I should spend all this time on it. I have mostly come to terms with that. I want to read my story. I don’t want to forget everything I went through. I collected these memories. Also, bonus, I hope others that read my story will be nudged to create their own wild story.
When I traveled, I wanted to prove to others that it could be done. I wanted to encourage people and show them what happens when you don’t know how something will turn out but you just try. I also want to use my stories to teach lessons and share moments. Instead of just being preachy I want to SHOW you. So, I hope you follow along.
I would love your help as I start this endeavor. Please help me reach young women and those that don’t feel like they really fit into society’s expectations. I want to show people that there is another way. That if you can think it, you can make it happen.
Also, bonus: my fumbles, my ignorance, my paranoia, some confessions.
I hope you join me on this journey. I don’t know what I’m doing writing or publishing or promoting a books. I’m off on a new adventure! Thanks for being here! But it has started.