First Steps: Transitions

First Steps: Transitions

I spent a few weeks thinking about what my first post might be through this website. I’m sort of finicky like that; new beginnings must always be set forth with a confident step forward. See, I’ve been talking for years about going out and travelling, and for all those years my time and obligations have been structured by being a student. If you’re going to do the college thing, you’re going to have to accept the fact that you’re generally going to be localized in one place for a good while—at least a couple of years. For this sake, and for all the money that education is going to cost, you better make sure you’re living in a place that you really want to be living, studying something that you really want to be studying. For me, I can say that this was mostly the case, but the semesters seemed to drag on, and all the while I was thinking about what countries I’d love to visit, or how I could rig a cargo van into a mobile apartment, or how I was going to make money as a roaming nomad.

Don’t get me wrong, I did the things that a traditional college student would do. I tried to visit as many talks from guest speakers as possible, I spent most of my waking hours in the library searching for books and doing homework, I went to parties, joined a few clubs, and tried to absorb as much information as possible from each one of my professors. The scholarly environment surrounding universities is one that is virtually unmatched anywhere else in the world, and for this, the experience of an education is something that can never be taken away. The dynamic between the impressionable youth mixed in with incredibly learned and wise professors creates a certain kind of reverie that forever changes the trajectory of our lives. But best of all, during my studies in university I lived near a city with plenty of microbreweries, in which I exchanged what little money I had for craft beer and southwest chicken wraps.

I met a lot of good people in college as well. Most of them were intellectuals by day, and wildly soulful by night. They taught me about holistic medicine, body building, philosophies of art, world religions, global crises, the complex realm of social organization, writing, dreaming, and how to be a positive and mindful individual. Some them were ravers & aspiring doctors, beer snobs & existentialists, artists & potheads, engineers & meditation practitioners, skateboarders & vegans, players & philosophers, fire twirlers & farmers. I didn’t know a lot of people in college, but those that I did know were rich in personality and spirit. My only regret is for not having formed a stronger bond with each of them before I left. Somehow though, I know that if memory serves me well, those I may eventually lose contact with will still be in the gallery of my thoughts. I couldn’t even begin to image how much different my life would be if I hadn’t met any of those people. Hopefully they know who they are.

So as I’ve been sitting here attempting to recollect and summarize my days spent as a student, I figured that this would make a perfect first blog post. It is ultimately a period of transition. After all, I spent years waiting for the freedom to travel, and now it feels like skies have opened up. I can go anywhere; I can do anything! I am a graduated young man, and I have my own ingenium to rely on to get myself out into the world, full time. The world is much too big and splendorous to only be seen from the window of a laptop. I’ve been working my butt off trying to save and pay off student loans, and I’ve been constantly perusing job boards hoping that someone will take a chance on me and help me to facilitate my worldly aspirations.

I keep reminding myself that as of April 2018, I’m no longer just a student. Freedom was something I feel I once knew as a child, and now I’m on the arduous journey to rediscover what that means. I’m not willing to settle for a 9-5 somewhere near my hometown for the rest of my life. I crave adventure, spontaneity, exotic environments, and outlets for creativity. This is why I decided to study religion in school, rather than business. As far as I can tell, if you take the sweet nectar of an imaginative mind and you spike it with a good dose of determination, then virtually anything becomes achievable in this life. So where is it going to be? Thailand? Norway? Costa Rica? Sierra Leone?

The Emphatically Nomadic website is thus a source for two main things. It serves as a digital journal for cataloging my journey into becoming an authentic citizen of the world. But more importantly, it is a challenge. For all those who stumble across this website with an aspiration for anything, it is a challenge to show you that you can accomplish that which you set your mind to. I hope that you will follow along, and that you make the most out of this website. By this time next year, it is my intention that the full time lifestyle of being a worldly wanderer will be well underway.

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