Don’t point that thing at me. Your goons need to relax. I won’t say anything to anyone. Fuhgeddaboudit. I won’t remember anything.
Many years ago – too many to even fathom – dinosaurs roamed free. It’s hard for us to imagine what life was like back then. So, after recognizing their unique historical significance, the town of Drumheller Aberta, built a real tourist attraction to memorialize and try to understand these beasts that ruled the earth.
We’re enculturated to succeed in our competitive-business-media obsessed culture and when we don’t know what’s next, we imagine the worst and fear taking the first step.
We have a problem and it isn’t easy to solve. We’re moving farther away from each other even while we need each other more and more. The NYTimes writes that more adults are living alone than ever before and technology separates us while suggesting that it brings us closer together. We need each other for life and enjoyment and completeness. It is becoming more difficult rather than easier to stay together.
I spent a considerable amount of time thinking about my father while traveling to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina last week.
Of all the times I’ve driven to Florida in January, this might be the sweetest. I’m taking my time. All the other drives, I was so ready for early spring that I couldn’t wait to get there. This time, as I wend my way across America and stop for days at a time in locations I’ve never seen, I am more aware of climate change and seasons with each degree of latitude I cross.
I want to reveal up front that I’m not a therapist although sometimes I play one on TV. Literally. I have a podcast and enjoy listening to stories of people in transition. Why? Because when we’re in transition, we’re most vulnerable. And people most vulnerable are the most human. They admit their fears and decide to face them. How they do it varies but there are essential qualities that all people have in transition. As I’ve interviewed them, I find these similarities.
For years, I've wondered what is beyond the present. What does the future hold? Will I stay healthy and strong? Can I continue my interests in Farmers' Markets, Biking and People? So, today I embark on a new adventure - one that challenges my writing, photographic and pod-casting skills. I plan to post periodic stories about the things I find interesting, fun and worthy of awe. Mostly they will involve people since I am fascinated by them and always try to understand how they make decisions and how those decisions affect their lives -- Into The Unknown.
Every week of the year a mixture of sunshine, shore winds and smiling faces greet native and tourist alike at the Downtown Fort Pierce Farmers’ Market, generating energy and enthusiasm that brings customers back week after week from communities as far away as New York, Boston, Ann Arbor, Madison, Wisconsin as well as Florida’s Treasure Coast.