I thought I had everything I needed when I left Nebraska. Wrong! First, there were the things I should’ve brought but forgot: hammer, cooler, tea ball. Then there were the things I knew I would need to get somewhere along the road: small stove, binoculars, paper towels.
Finally, there were the things I didn’t know I needed until I saw them: battery-powered fan, waterproof belt latch box for my phone, mosquito hood. A very nice man named Richard behind the counter in the camping section at Walmart had a great amount of patience with me and all my Canada shopping. He also had some terrific suggestions. Thanks, Richard!
Honestly, I’m not sure how I got it all into the Jeep, But I had fun unpackaging it and putting it in its places. Not for the last time I’m sure, I have to say thank goodness for the car top carrier!
To tell you the truth, even though I’m glad I have all this stuff, it weighs on me – both the price and the presence. One of the things I like about traveling is simplicity. In fact, I believe the simplicity of my life when I travel is one of the reasons I do it.
Without a lot of complications around me to distract my mind, I can focus on the activities and ideas I hope I am able to complete before I die.
In Steven Covey’s teachings about time management, purpose, and achievement, he suggests visualizing your own funeral. What do you want people to say about you at your funeral? What do you want to be able to say you achieved when you look back on your life? If you work your way back from that, it helps you find the motivation to do the things that are most important to you.
I suppose, when I think about it, I hope people attending my funeral will say I had the courage to break out of the mold and find my own way. I hope they say they were inspired by my travels to find their own path, whatever that might be.
In the meantime, my life is all about really living. With all the stuff. And all the forgetfulness and imperfection. In all it’s glory!