Life away from peace and quiet

oh how I miss the days of early mornings, hash browns, creek water induced dreams, reading in the hammock and working with the earth. The soil in the states does not turn your hands silver...thats for sure! So, you asked me to blog you about my life away from the farm, here goes. I came home terrified because I fell in love in Ecuador to more than just men. I thought I was ready to face Southern California culture shock because I was feeling so righteous and alive, but nothing can compare a peaceful soul for the rude awakening of good old US consumption. Needless to say, i could only stay around my parents house for about a week before I had to move on. While pondering my life on the NNL farm I got really excited about moving back up to san francisco. I felt so powerful in my decisions and ability to rock the city. However, I didnt move into the city right away and ended up with free rent in Alameda, and a life that was dramatically slowing down. To spare you all the drama and depression, Ill just say that Im happy to be moving into an 8 person coop in a week and a half in San Francisco! Right next to golden gate park and Haight Ashbury...thank GOD! But in my time in alameda I adopted a kitten who is now my world...Attila Lumi. Black and white and a total killer. Reminds me almost too much of marlon's dog like personality. I make $600-750 a week selling blueberries all under the table and feel really lost, though enjoying the farmers market community, not knowing what it is I love most and where I want to devote my energy. Havent even been on a date with a man since my return. I long for the days in Ecuador when I was turning down marriage proposals! Que Paso? So, Ive been thinking about buying land, traveing to New York, Jamaica, and Japan or just giving into my parents attempts to normalize me...aaaahhh! But hey, I turn 23 this friday, viva a la fiesta!

peace and blessing, Colleen