My challenge - to eat fruit and live my truth.
I haven't been doing so well on my challenge lately. It's really hard to eat fruit with a mouth full of ulcers (thanks to many unripe oranges - I was warned!) and even smoothies are tricky so I'm living mostly on mashed potato/sweet potato. As far as living my truth... well... truthfully...
I'm so completely exhausted, fed up with how this whole planet revolves around money.
I can't wait until I can be like Chris McCandless (guy out of Into the Wild) and get rid of everything and just live. Just breathe. Just be. Foraging day to day, tripping around the tropics, like what Bristol and I did in TNQ, that's how I want to live.
If I don't have a gadget to document on, I'll write it down in a book then type it into a blog on a public computer.
I have to give up attachment to everything. I have to give up attachment to instant communication. I have to give up attachment to comfort. I've already given up attachment to comfort, I'm here lying on the floor.
My books, DVDs, cd's, find them a good home. Pack one box up to keep and take it to mum and dad's on my way to Melbourne. Sell my computer, iPad, desk, washing machine, dryer. Sell all I own. Give away the sentimental belongings, they can be treasured by others.
The cafe needs to go, it's trying to hang around but I need it gone. Tomorrow I shall call Andrew, the guy who offered to buy it the same time CHESS did but I turned him down. Now I will see how quickly he can get a contract drawn up.
No more stressing about any of this s***. The cafe will be gone! Everything will be alright!! I won't have any strings tying me down! I will be free from all obligations!
One tiny issue... Jerry! My baby boy, what do I do. I think I must find him a permanent home. As much as I'd like, he can't come tripping, foraging around the tropics with me. He needs a permanent home and all I can offer him is my friends place for 3.5 months, but then what...? I don't know if I'll be back or not. It seems better to find him a permanent home and say goodbye forever. He was never really mine, I'm lucky to have him at all. He was just a baby kitten when I found him, I've sheltered him since he was a wee tiny thing.
This next 5 weeks is going to be hectic but I have the strength to keep going until it's all done. Then finally I can relax! Let's just hope all my teeth don't fall out before then!!! LOL