Saturday, April 19, 2014

Love what you do


I happen to be a city dweller that loves my job.  I don't get paid much (11$ hourly) but I enjoy the accessibility of the job I work. I'm at a shipping warehouse. My job is basically documenting loads that come and go.

I get to talk to a diverse group of people because our drivers are from all over. This means a bit of socializing. But I'm also alone during down time which is usually at least 3 hours out of an 8 hour work day. I am unsupervised at all times, and don't report to anyone. In a way I am my own supervisor.

What's really nice is that I work literally 20 - 30 feet from where I park my van. I can get anything I need from it at all times. And inside our workplace is a small fridge that myself and coworkers share (there's a grand total of 5 of us) and a microwave. The bathroom is inside the facility but we can use it whenever needed. There's also a water fountain outside the bathroom that has bio uv filtered water. I pretty much don't have to leave to do anything other than sleep. Everything is right here, and on my off days I stock up on water before my last shift. (I prefer it to the more chlorinated water available throughout the city)

There's also a large break room up front with a sink for washing dishes and several coolers you can store your food in. We have a cleaning crew that cleans up there though so I always worry they will throw my food out. I don't typically use those coolers. I do wash my dishes every day in there since they have soap and towels.

mini fridge

It makes life easy. I leave my milk at work because everyone leaves it alone. Usually a gallon a week I get. I can drink it whenever when I'm on shift. I can keep a few dishes in my car for microwaving food whenever and can easily wash them inside. Life is easy. I have everything right here for a comfortable work week. And I can't complain about the view..

mini fridge

On my left side is a forested area with plenty of wildlife next to the train tracks (I see coyote, deer, and rabbits in abundance throughout the year!). In front of me I have a sunset view daily..then I can monitor our trucks by looking behind me and our building is on my right.

I've also got a handful of regular drivers that feed me. I'm not sure why. One is from cuba, he brings me Cuban crackers and chicken to eat with. Then he brings a whole roasted chicken sometimes and sits down to eat with me. My coworker goes to get chicken sandwiches down the road 3 days a week and refuses to let me buy. And several other drivers bring me candy bars and little snacks. It's not because of my situation either. I think it's because they are from different cultures and "skinny" means underfed. I know one of my Cubans told me I look as though I need to eat more!

I barely buy food for myself, I typically only have to feed myself on my off days during the weekend.

I've got it pretty easy. I finally found a place I love to work. I've been here two years now, and hope I get to stay even longer.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Clean water and peace

creek in Tennessee

I am fortunate to live on the eastern side of the states. Where I am, there is lots of forest and beautiful hiking trails. Lexi and I often go for walks through the forest. We have a favorite place to go that is only a 10 minute drive from where we stay- It's a long trail with a creek paralleling most of the hike. I used to spend many hours in this one little "pool" of the stream with my sister. We would meditate, play, and it is where I learned to love my body for the first time.

I am a big advocator that nature is something we all need. It is our root, and we need to connect to it. Since many of us live in a city we are subject to a lot of societal standards. One of which is beauty. I had always felt ugly in general and was never happy with my body. After a few months of going to this place, I began to love myself. My sister always would get naked and swim in the pool (it's fairly remote) but I would wear my swimsuit and be amazed at how beautiful she was naked. I had such an admiration for her, and I always looked up to her. She was my idol. My big sis!

It was a couple months of regular visits to the creek when she suggested I take my swimsuit off. "The top is a's going to hurt your neck. You shouldn't have that much pressure on your neck. Halters are so bad for your posture!" She talked me into getting naked. I never looked back. We swam there naked at least 3 times a week, and meditated naked. I felt like taking that last bit of clothing off was my last reserve. My last hold on what society had dictated to me.

I became one with nature, and one with the Goddess. I was not born with a swimsuit on. I was born naked, whole, and vulnerable. But through that vulnerability I learned to trust. I trusted the water, I trusted nature.... I trusted momma, the Goddess.

Now when I need peace I visit there. I shed my clothes and along with them I shed my fears and doubts. I leave the city life and society behind. I commune with momma through nature.

I commune with the water and I realize we are siblings. For my blood is made with water.

I commune with the wind, because without the movement of air the very air I breathe may become stagnant.

I commune with the dirt, I sink my feet in the mud and realize that this is where I came from and where I shall return one day.

I become one with her creation and I can commune with Her.

creek in Tennessee