The Problem isn't the problem




The problem with terrible and tough things is that they don’t have to be so tough: if I would stop being so emotionally involved in them. The problem with deep trials is that they prove who my real friends are. They make me see what things are really important. They force me to reveal my true strength. They make me have to change, and grow. They challenge my ideas of what Love really needs to be. They compel me to Question Things. Darkness has a way of giving me a chance to shine, to learn about the light.

I am learning. It's all about the blessons. The blessings in the lessons. This past month has been one wild ride. 

Here is something I wrote on DAY 6:


Every night around 7pm my legs start to ache. I don’t think it’s fair, I’ve been working so hard, and I should have lost about fifteen pounds by now. The big fancy scale in the garage says I’m still at the same weight as when we first arrived one month ago. Phooey.
I don’t whose fault it is. I believe in the jungle, but it sure doesn’t believe in me. I get braver every day, though. I guess I’m learning to believe in me, despite the entirety of the jungle out there mocking me, telling me I don’t belong. I’ve never had to consider the idea of being over-run by ants. You should have seen them swarming, it was crazy. Things in Samara were always ‘awesome’ and here I am using the word “crazy” a lot. It’s just nuts, you know? Like that movie I like called Land of the Lost. Where things are kind of familiar, but nothing is really working the way I expect it to. At least I know that Jeanette appreciates the work we are doing.
It’s 8:30pm and it’s time to drag myself into the nightly shower and crawl into bed. I still haven’t cleaned out the shower stall in the master bathroom, but I have all the time in the world tomorrow. The worst of the kitchen is over. I wonder what strange noises I will hear tomorrow, what weird bugs I will find, what unusual flowers I will smell, and if I will be able to finally eat a good meal! I cooked some hamburger this morning for spaghetti sauce that never happened tonight. Pura vida. Actually, this place is testing my pura vida spirit. I wonder how and when this adventure will end. Wait, I don’t have time to play that guessing game. Time for to stay in the moment, count my victories, and get to bed.



This is a picture of me and the exotic tree in the middle of the back yard. Clearing the yard was a monumental struggle, and a glorious victory.



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