Just out for a grocery, to buy a jar of pickles and a treat to munch on and this is what I find. Mmmm, I love kayaking too. Why world? Why must you continue to add to my list of sports to indulge in.

I’ve kicked my shoes off and made camp by the pop machine in front of Safeway. Here, I can charge my laptop and my cell phone after another gorgeous day in Nelson, BC… All while I mosey around the internet and watch the sun set over the ridgeline ahead.

How many “homeless” remarks have I had? Looks of judgement? Or curiosty? A solid handful for sure. And I am dressed quite decently- in a small 8,000 person hippie town, where people walk barefoot and grocery stores have shoes ready to lend while you shop.

Yet they still look my way, towards my ordinary self.

They look at my crappy computer and my broken cell phone, with my nice shoes and expensive backpack. They look at me munching on a jar of pickles and a bag of chocolate almonds at supper time. They look with curious eyes.

But what are they looking at?

What do they see when I park my van next to the lake, open the side door on a sunny day, and relax to read a book or two?

What do they see when my puppy jumps out of the trunk, followed by a girl happily tossing a stick from the “couch”?

 

I’m not special. I know that.

People are watchers– we’re curious beings looking for answers
I just happen to spend a lot of time in non-normal circumstances. And so I notice people watching me, watching them; taking part in our very different lives.

They wonder what I am doing, I wonder what they are thinking. We wonder because we have minds that let us wander.

Other than that though, nobody really knows why they are doing anything, do they? I mean, you can provide an answer but there can always be another why- children know this. So we become storytellers, hoping to explain our direction; a destination of where our curiosity is taking us.

Really though, does it matter?
Do you really need to know why I like to rock climb, live in my van, and eat pickles on the scrummy ground of Safeway?

And you to? Do you really need a reason to do whatever it is that calls to you?

Just do it. Kayak, jump out of an airplane. Or maybe painting is more more your thing? Perhaps you just like to talk to people- go out and do that.  Do whatever you feel like, for no other reason than that reason alone. I am sure that, if you are truly passionate about it- in that moment- it is going to be beneficial to you, and the world.