To pay for university and my travels, I spent ten years working in the bush. We were a roving band of gypsies. We would move camp every few weeks. A cook would make us meals from a kitchen trailer and...
Leo, this is an amazing post you wrote. I love the richness of your descriptions and I love the freewheeling tone and memories you recall. I absolutely echo your sensibilities too… in finding a “wild tribe” here in the Bitcoin world that feels like home.
My own “time in the bush” was when I walked the Appalachian Trail many years ago. 2100 miles of walking a forest mountain path in the woods of Eastern USA. It was six months (a lot less that your ten years!) but it had a profound impression on me. I made good friends and felt as if I slipped out of “work time” and into Earth Time. The whole experience felt like one giant walking meditation (and it strengthened my sitting meditation practice too). It was living, rarified. Purposeful, but non-urgent. Joyful, but not without suffering. Communal, but sufficiently solitary.
I feel that this wooly Bitcoin gang has people and ethics in it that I resonate with and I feel the freedom in it to be who I am.
Thanks for your heartfelt post, amigo.
My own “time in the bush” was when I walked the Appalachian Trail many years ago. 2100 miles of walking a forest mountain path in the woods of Eastern USA. It was six months (a lot less that your ten years!) but it had a profound impression on me. I made good friends and felt as if I slipped out of “work time” and into Earth Time. The whole experience felt like one giant walking meditation (and it strengthened my sitting meditation practice too). It was living, rarified. Purposeful, but non-urgent. Joyful, but not without suffering. Communal, but sufficiently solitary.
I feel that this wooly Bitcoin gang has people and ethics in it that I resonate with and I feel the freedom in it to be who I am.
Thanks for your heartfelt post, amigo.
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