For the last five years I have traveled, backpack and guitar in hand, going wherever my heart would take me. My guitar was gifted to me by my three children for my fiftieth birthday while I was still living in Costa Rica. It came with a nearly indestructible case and a couple of extra sets of strings. My backpack has always been a small, over the shoulder pack, big enough to carry an set of extra clothes, some journals, a few small gifts I kept when I got rid of all my stuff and a good sized Ziplock bag filled with several packs of seeds. Not a year has gone by that no matter where I laid my head come springtime, I found a piece of ground somewhere to plant some food. Most times I never stuck around long enough to enjoy the harvest come fall, but I would inevitably hear from someone who had stayed behind how much food was gathered from my little plantings. Every year I do a lot of guerrilla planting just putting seeds in as I walk or hike; pumpkins, squash, zucchini, things that grow well with little attention. Sometimes I will drive back by an area where I have been and see the results of my plantings along the roadside.
Because of all the design work I have done in large aquaponics systems and working with vertical greenhouses I can already see that after the blessing I will be working with large food production systems that will go on for generations and I will enjoy the fruits of my labors year after year Even though I have seen the big picture when it comes to my humanitarian project H.E.A.L., I also envision the day to day effect that having a smaller garden will have on my mission in life to stay "happy, eat good healthy food and stay on the road to find out what's possible when you have faith." A couple of weeks ago we planted large pots all around the decks with a dozen tomato plants. I have spent many years living in the mountains and I know that putting anything in the ground too early can be a futile waste of time when the late freeze rolls in and takes it all away. Two days ago it was seventy degrees and perfect summer weather. The plants already had flowers on them, showing lots of tomatoes on the way. Then a storm front rolled in and we got six inches of that powdery white stuff. The tomato plants in pots have been a welcome addition around the fire as we all waited out the storm together. Now it's back up to sixty degrees and you can hardly find a patch of snow left on the mountain side.
Constant change is a way of life we are best ready to experience by being prepared for whatever life throws at us. The wait on this side of the RV/GCR has been one of the most interesting times of my life. It has taught me patience beyond anything I though possible. It has shown me how tolerant I can be of those who seem hellbent on making sure everyone else out there is as miserable as they are. It has gifted me with some amazing and lifelong friends and I know future new neighbors and travel companions. It has allowed me to dream bigger than I ever thought I could dream of the quality footprint I now know I am capable of leaving on this wonder-filled planet Earth. It has taken it's time coming and as hard as this may seem to believe, I am forever grateful for that because I am not the man I was four years ago. The Cowboy who is writing this is someone I am happy to say I am proud of because through everything that has been thrown at him he has held onto the ONE thing that makes everything grow in his life these days. Love Sweet Love!
So go ahead, plant a few seeds tonight before you go to bed. Imagine what it is you want to grow out of all this and then sit back and in-joy, watch as those seeds grow into mighty oaks. We are here my friends, right where God intended us to be. Hold tight to your vision and keep your eye on the prize. Don't let ANYONE convince you that you are not worthy of being chosen to be here at exactly the right time for exactly the right thing to show up, just when you need it to. Manna from Heaven is about to rain down on us all, so sit back, close your eyes, open you heart and get ready to receive!
I used a little of my Shaman Magic to call this RV/GCR in today and as I did, the sun broke out of the clouds and a giant ray of very bright, very hot sunlight hit us about the same time it hit the tomato plants and we all thanked God for each other and the future we will have together.
I love you all!
Cowboy
Hang on guys there's a train a comin. We are there. It just needs to park itself at the station, open the doors and let us all roll in.
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