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rickshaw run blogs jan 2014 North to south pan-india on a glorified lawnmower
for our second run April 2015 (west - east across the top 3000+ Km @ 40km/hr) go to DO blogspot
“Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. A year from now you will have wish you had started today - Karen Lamb I'm juggling the learning of "staying in the now" with my manifestation skills and ability to create my own reality. A dream, an urge, a goal is fully future paced, it confuses me. How DO I put thoughts out there to attract what it is that I want to attract yet stay 100% present here and now? Without anxiety, care, concern. Without dreams, joy, excitement, happiness and the fun of imaging just what will I be DO-ing later, something is lacking. Anticipation is the power force behind actions, it creates my will, my ability to DO what it is that I need to DO today to get where I want to be. Stuff living in the now - I want to daydream my future. I want to add the colour the noises, the smells and the flavours to each and every experience that I want to attract into my world. As if it's closer than it may seem to be. I want to suck it to me like a slurpy slush. Knowing that the ice cream headache may be one bright smurf blue intake of freeze away, yet far too impatient to let matter soften and melt a little ...I just want to get on and have the thing! This morning's blog is posted as the second update to my Rickshaw Run challenge. The most exciting-wee-wow anticipative thing I had added to my reality in half a decade. Because this last weekend I've been rolling around in the anticipation of it. Booking flights, looking into visa requirements. Who would have guessed that along with Finland, Laos and Myanmar, good old gods own NZer's have membership to the club of nine countries able to get tourist visas on arrival into India? Even those from the land of OZ need to pre apply but not us... there is logic in there somewhere I'm certain. I've been trolling guest houses in the golden fort city of Jaisalmer , studying pictures of 1st class vs. 2nd class aircon train cabins from Jaipur and Jodphur. Drafting sponsorhsip proposals to those I think would have synergy from our mutual exposure. Who may choose to support us and our chosen charities during lead up events, blogs and on the journey. I have targets for creating value for those who will sponsor us - facilitating workshops for sponsors teams, following a pre-determined media plan with the foreknowledge that I will work with them to maximise the exchange. I've been adding radios, solar panels, funnels, kidney belts, driving gloves, suture kits and clean syringes to my packing list. For just one moment there I wanted it to be harder than I thought it was going to be. Be very careful what you wish for! I wanted to have to apply for the visa, to have my international drivers permit take three months of process. To feel like I was DO-ing the thing already. Training is helping - exercising, eating well, taking my vitamins. Adding detail pouring over pictures of how fit and prepped the Kings of Good times look in their pictures having just completed the April run as winners. Realising that so far we have an offer of sponsorship for our insurance because that is all I have asked for up until now. There is so much more still to DO. OOhhhhhh the excitement, the butterflies in my tummy. I can't wait to be there to smell the rubbish, the urine, the open sewers I've read of. The anticipation of road side hawkers, crispy pakoras and piles of water melons. The heady purchase of on-line glow in the dark gaffer tape and miscellaneous bling with which to pimp our tuk tuk. Anticipation lifted me out of a pre-snow Arrow seasonal affected disorder day. I sat bathed in the cosy glow of my yunca fire enjoying each and every child serene moment of their DVD watching. Connected to my future by the sights, sensations and stories of India. Like a mini break before the real deal and I plan to do a lot more of it. Tantalising out of reach our future is what we think it will be. Dissapointment lurks when we let the dream get too out of hand. If we D.A.R.E not take into account how another's journey can impact our experiences. How long the planning and preparation will really take with a few of the unforseen cul-de-sacs to take us through detours on the way. Sometimes we recognise how much we were anticipating something only by how blatantly life fails to deliver on it. When the person we have waited for all week decides to spend time with another. The longed for prescience, the presentiment can become a crush to the heart. When the ideas we held for how we were going to spend our time are shattered by the weather, lack of resources or an absence of support. When a higher power has taken the trump card and we are left kicking pebbles along the path of life wondering WTF just happened to our dreams. These are the times to remind ourselves that God has only two answers YES and not yet. That we may feel better by thanking the universe for the experience we have just had because somewhere in the scheme of life we put that thought out there or needed that lesson. So that further along in the journey we understand what it was that we needed to be DO- ing instead. So that the universe could bring us that or better. When the cosmic joke is fully on ourselves, we need to take a chill pill and stay exactly where we are here and now. Realising that perhaps we got just a little over excited, and arrived to early for the show. We may need to remind ourselves to put the work in, send the proposal, make the phone call. To stroke our self esteem and tell ourselves to calm the F* down. Enjoy the moment now and wait. You see - if we have truly dared to dream a little, to put out the thoughts, feelings and messages of what we want to create for our futures it will happen. Perhaps not right now, maybe even not in this dimension, in this lifetime - then in another. But because we are taught that it will be ok in the end. And as any dedicated studier of India in all her glory will know after a weekend of DVD watching we can "Eat , Pray , Love" on the Darjeeling Express while searching for our own Last Exotic Marigold Hotel where if it's not ok then it's not the end. Be sure to find something you can anticipate all day long. Long intros are cool because there's a little bit of anticipation, you know?
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