I’ve been following dreams for over 40 years, well really the same dream of traveling, writing, and taking photographs. I didn’t really plan for the future because I never dreamed of getting old. Now, I don’t know how to retire. But I’m working on some ideas.
I remember the days when I was on the go-go-go all the time but now my old go-go boots haven’t danced in a while and my get up and go often seems gone. (Yes, I was a go-go girl 50 years ago.) I don’t want to give in to old because I’m still young at 67 years around the sun. Yet my motivation is truly lacking as I drag myself out of bed for a nine-hour work day, and even on days off. I’m dreaming of not working but haven’t figured out what to do instead. Have to buy cat food you know. I don’t feel done following dreams of travel because there’s still much to see and do. Yet, I’ll admit it’s getting more difficult to keep up alone, especially the physical demands with RVs. Always a to-do list: the should dos, the must dos and the I don’t wanna’ dos often overlap. And I’m an excellent procrastinator with many excuses when I don’t wanna’ do something. Not always to my advantage.
I don’t want to be following dreams like I’ve woke up from recently. They feel more like nightmares. What does it mean when a woman at MVD is asking irrelevant questions when I’m trying to get a motorcycle license? I don’t even own a motorcycle. Trying to find my way around in a huge house is a nightmare of feeling lost. Sometimes I write blog posts in my sleep. Only wish I could send them into cyberspace that way. I dreamed of finding a man to fix my camper, and a bicycle I also don’t own. I really don’t want any two-wheeled vehicles. But sure could use a handyman so that’s not a bad dream. Instead, I may have to figure out how to fix it myself. I don’t wanna’.
I’m dreaming of this post already written and posted as I am way behind for the month of June. At least I finally got out for sunset.
Woke up on the 5th to this eerie smoky orange colored sun. Could be from a couple fires to the north, west, or south. I’m dreaming of people being more cautious with campfires, cigarettes, and parking on dry grass. There are fires all over already so now I’m dreaming of rain.
Current dirty window view of stinky horse corral and Mule deer
Been looking into some possible RV Parks for the 5th-wheel this winter to use as a base. Maybe where I lived before in Kirkland, or another park in nearby Skull Valley. These places are south of Prescott and north of Yarnell, Arizona. Not quite full winter weather at about 5000 feet, I hope, but not really desert either. I’m dreaming of reliable internet and phone signal someplace with a few trees and a view. A central location for travels to the Sonoran desert within a few short hours. Of course part of this move includes getting both RVs moved.
My work weeks are more of the same, some days a Hoodoo geology talk, once a week an evening program about Bryce wildlife, all days include many hours at the outside information tables by the visitor center/administration building.
Navajo Mt 90 miles to the Southeast
Molly’s Nipple 35 miles South
Panoramic view South of North Kaibab Plateau on horizon 100 miles away
My favorite schedule is the drive to the end of the scenic road, Rainbow Point, then two scheduled Grand Staircase geology talks and lots of questions in several hours of roving (hanging out with the beautiful view).
Indian Paintbrush
Summer flowers are just beginning to bloom on this Solstice Day. My favorite season of the year begins yet I may not be so sad to see it over this year as I’m dreaming new dreams for the future.
Are you following dreams or dreaming new dreams? What are they?