I wrote about my application for a NOLS Fellowship awhile back. Here’s an update.
A few months ago I received a phone call letting me know that the enrollment was low and the branch wasn’t sure it would be open, let alone in need of a Fellow. Then, while making my way to Seattle for this work trip I received a phone call. Turns out that enrollment had surged and they were in need of a fellow after all. The caller asked about my schedule and I shared it. Turns out my availability matched their need. I asked for a day to think about it because I’ve learned I shouldn’t make large decisions without pondering consequences.
The next day I called back and accepted. I’ll spend 3 months on their campus working my ass off and living in a yurt. If you know me, you know that living in a yurt is one of my dreams. Seriously. For the past 5 years it’s been on my “Do Before I Die.”
My life has a habit of falling into my lap. Plan as I may, those plans often go asunder and I’m left giggling at my absurd desire to plan in the first place. I have a few major concerns about my life and bills, but I’m trying to ignore them for the time being. It will all workout anyway.
My time in Seattle feels great and is packed full of love from friends who’ve become family. I came to take a break from my grandfather and heal. Being in Georgia has left me raw in scarred places. I’ve picked open infected scabs and the pus of my past still oozes from gashes in gobs. At this moment in 30 years of moments, my favorite quote from my favorite book resonates.
“Here was peace. She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net. Pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over her shoulder. So much of life in its meshes! She called in her soul to come and see.” – Their Eyes Were Watching God
Peace isn’t the absence of trauma. Peace is quiet in the midst of it. The last year has stumbled upon me being very quiet in the midst of the very traumatic.
While in Seattle, I’ve had several sensational meetings/interviews/catch-up sessions with men I’ve come to love, respect, and adore. Their thoughts have given me quite a bit to think about and I’ve enjoyed digesting our conversations. Material from their interviews will be featured in my one-woman show “Sala Kakuhle, Mama“ which goes up in Chicago May 2, 2014 at 11pm. I’m writing as well as performing and it will be directed by Janice Stewart my mentor, friend, mother, and director for the past 16 years. It’s a story about descendants of the Afrikan Diaspora and their relationship with the Wilderness. My Seattle advisors and Board of Directors are helping me write grants for a spinoff dedicated to identity development in youth. That’s for another post however.
This Fellowship with NOLS is exciting and scary. So much of my life is exciting and scary. I enjoying taking one breath at a time and living in the moment. I’ll be sure to share my thoughts on the experience here. What an experience it will be.
Be well, friends!