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Ways to create a rite of passage. Identify, Assess, Manage, Celebrate.
Identify: I am recently home, from a D.A.R.E finding it hard just to be. Focus scattered a long way from settled. Scanning for adventure, D.A.R-ing to think we could go back to India and complete a trifecta. There is one leg outstanding to circumnavigate a continent in an auto rickshaw. An opportunity to complete 10 000Km on a glorified law mower with a third Rickshaw Run, in just few weeks time. So out there, you can smell it, a hint of an epic event. Like something dying on the roadside. But for why? Our first Rickshaw Run is now so long go we only remember the bliss bits. Our second so fresh we feel accomplished, confident, job done, list tick and itch to go back. Like childbirth, stitches heal, pain fades. Once seen, the world, another filter, the mind, body, spirit, once stretched by new idea may never go back to its original dimension. Assess: It's the ...What are we meant to be doing next? - dilemma. Back at Arrow Ridge safe, secure a few days before the quake hit Nepal. Distant proximity created a macabre R.A.S fascinare for the places we had been on our Rickshaw Run, the people we almost met. The guy I looked into the face of as we spluttered past, West Bengal. Knowing, Aha-ing, a 5 second window, beyond laying eyes again. I ponder if he quaked? His whanau ok? Shelter standing? Runners Nostradramised earthquakes In Guhahati and Shillong shuddering with no tremor at the realization hotels would surely Engineeringly fail. Prophetic? My mind chatter how much they swayed. Now I want to be there helping, somewhere, someone, anywhere. I'm not, I'm here, yet I'm not. Manage: The Adrenalearn framework for a D.A.R.E rite of passage took a thumping on the last Rickshaw Run. Missed visas, our insurance refusing to pay, because I didn't Do the freakin work. Creating my own reality without focus on any detail I received what you would expect . I have edited The D.A.R.E book to reflect the B.F.O's of my journey. Tidied up the Do website and got the house ready for winter. I am yet to find any matching gloves. Coming home is hibernation. An epic journey creates a heap of transmitting and receiving. May Do rituals eliminating content, clearing clutter, settling down, healing, transforming. Of busting beliefs about backwards, boring and basic. Of committing to not allowing SAD to take over this season. To bring the run home. To go backforwards. To do more and be more for Live More Awesome. Winter maybe a time of incubation and verification. Time to suck it up. Show we know and get the Aha factor. It may be a time of sorting out plans and making tentative progress. Avoiding hazards, staying out of the cold. Establishing foundations, getting a head start, putting in a framework, planting a couple of hundred seed thoughts to see what flourishes in the spring. It may be blue sky powder days in paradise. We want to take our kids on a Rickshaw Run. Putting one of my children on the cover of The D.A.R.E when I began it pre 2000 was all about taking this life journey together. I dream of homes abroad, accelerated learning, travel schooling, an experiential life. Actual delivery - well... we have left our kids out to do our epic adventures, they wallow at home. Lamenting the lambaste of experience we are depriving them of. Our values hierarchy determines that family are our biggest priority but do we live it? We asked the Adventurists to let us bring kids if we came back for that third run. They have said absolutely no minors. Not negotiable. We pushed to sign waivers, self insure, we were inappropriate when drunk, threatened insulted and swore! We may have done anything, lied, smuggled children past officialdom at the start. Exposed to risk unknown, diverting their schooling. Our integrity out the window of a window less auto. Selling ourselves and our kids to risk with assertions we would all be OK when we have no control or power to affirm that as truth. Then I started to awaken, and acknowledge I'm just like any other junkie craving my fix. Novelty, adventure, escapism, selfies, holidays, reasons to drink in the morning or stay up all night. I want the top two levels of Maslows' pyramid. The self esteem and the self actualization levels yet I'm still resisting doing the work. The winter ahead is about not running. Though it may be putting on the shoes and getting out the door. It is about being here, doing what it is, here and now, I am doing. The basics - Physiological, Safety, Security, the bad, boring backforwards of Social. Work for my whanau. Starting with the stuff in front of me. Do the freakin work and D.A.R.E. CELEBRATE Who wants to come to the party?
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