Tag: process

April 17, 2019 – Turrialba, Costa Rica

“Whenever you go to a place there’s something magical about learning the process,” Gabriela states as I listen intently. “Not just consuming. Learning how it grows, how does it affect the land, how does it affect your life? …

October 2, 2018 – Willow Creek, California

Commence work day #1. We wake up around 7am. Breakfast standard = every WWOOFer for themselves. It’s bottling day, therefore, we divide into day and night shifts. I work the day shift with Greg, Rein, Johanne, and Miles, …

April 25, 2017 – Trout Lake, Washington

I have better things to do with my time. I barely even know these people. Kya is only seventeen. Are these legitimate reasons to avoid participating in a sauna with Jack and his family and friends, or just …

February 7, 2017 – Bozeman, Montana

Left turn. Left turn. Left turn. MSU. With enough bus rides to and from the same place, you begin to innately know what stop you’re arriving at or departing from without opening your eyes. You automatically memorize turns. …

June 23, 2016 – Somewhere over Wyoming?

Part 1: Departing Flight “Mir. Sleep.” I’m writing a note to myself on my hand – a reminder to inform Miriam that she can sleep on my bed in the tool shed while I’m gone if she so …

May 31, 2015 – St. Paul, Minnesota

Has it been five months already? Tonight is my last with my first hosts, and the feeling is bittersweet. I’m afraid Mari and Syr have set the bar a bit too high. They’ve shown me the undeniable strength …

April 23, 2015 – St. Paul, Minnesota

“We decided we would rather trim all of the superficial garbage because not only is it emotionally freeing, but it frees you financially to live the way you want.” Words of wisdom from my younger, smarter, and stronger …

April 7, 2015 – St. Paul, Minnesota

“Yeah, I have way too much stuff…” It’s 2013, and that’s what comes out of my mouth as a few friends are helping me move out of my two bedroom apartment. That’s right; I had my own two …

January 8, 2015 – St. Paul, Minnesota

Well, I didn’t plan on this. I clench my teeth as the phlebotomist performs venipuncture on my arm for the first time in my life. I don’t have much of a choice but to donate plasma as I …