Since leaving my job as a lawyer since 1 April 2008, I have shared my plans and thoughts about the previous 12 months at the beginning of April. These annual contributions serve the same purpose as a new self-reflective period that follows my sabbath, which eventually and accidentally changed into a new career.
Over the last 9 years I've learned to sail. During the blast, I climbed the volcano. I sat with the spiders for 10 days. I thought how to speak before the crowds, first after the twitching of the vomiting caused by nervousness and eventually the key word without barfing. I came across a lot of stupid mistakes and shared some more embarrassing. I have made friends with my friends, where you choose for months and months that you do not see yourself like yesterday. I feel grateful for these experiences and people and for the ability to make a living by being as curious as possible.
Last April, I wrote about the most frequently asked question that I received: When will I quench? My answer convincingly suggested that the same question was flawed. What I chose is not a temporary but simply a lifestyle change. "There are my roots here," I wrote, "just stretched out and got on, but not so deep."
The joke is on me because this year marked the end of my nomadic journey – at least for the time being.
Lessons for Year 8? Adoption.
At least there are Tacos
"Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional, you say you're running and you think," Man, it hurts, I can not take it anymore. Part of the "wound" is an inevitable fact, but no matter whether you are standing or not, it is enough for the rider himself. "
– Haruki Murakami, what I'm talking about when I talk about running
In October I took a deep breath, and in the last few years I explained something about my struggles with chronic pain. Having a public page is difficult in this regard because there is always a relationship between sharing to help and sharing. I had no problems writing about the challenges of my life choices, mostly for balancing many "pony pieces and rain" there. But I did not want to complain.
Finally, my painful level and dirty immune system hit my ability to live the life I built. Friends and family did not realize the extent of what had changed until I published the post. The Guardian picked up a piece, and hundreds of emails from readers who shared their own stories with an invisible disease were remarkable. Some people have condemned me for "giving up", but there is a difference between passivity and acceptance. The second method involves greater efforts; the decision of the former Murakami channel to remain in the present.
I wrote about how travel helps us keep the perspective, but it's more than that. Traveling alone will not change you; shows you how unspecialized you are by offering you a spectrum of life. Writing about my experience with invisible disease did the same. The wood came from men and women who felt less lonely in a painful experience and less invisible.
I knew that what I was going through was not unique. Nobody is. It was, however, very nice to share with some people who have similar problems, where we have second-hand plates.
To be clear, my day is not bad. The problem is that, in addition to joint pain, the immune system is not too strong. I wrote about some equalizing mechanisms in pain – yoga, healthy nutrition, probiotics, meditation, etc. – but they did not stop me from getting ill. If there is an error, I have to find it. It seems that I have developed seasonal allergies I have never had before. I was really frustrated by feeling all right, just to find myself completely different.
I had a very long, inconspicuous temperament of what appeared to be a loss of identity this year. And then I sat down and wrote the piece for chronic pain. The adoption of Year 8 came as a stop – both literally and figuratively – and it said it is enough.
I told my owner that I would renew my rent in Oaxaca, buy some rugs and settle for the winter. I'm still getting worse here, but at least there are tacos.
A more stable life in the meantime
In March 2012, on my travels, I wrote a piece about my "life in betweens" and home. I spent three years in my wanderings, and I began to realize that I would not have to play "home" and I was a little interested in what the constant movement would do.
"At last, I certainly think that we leave part of each of the places we visit, and with frequency – if you are still leaving parts of the world around you, what is left to go? And there is a way for you to come back and gather all the pieces? "
Because someone who moved and did not move knows that I was thinking about things. But then again, I still have a legal brain and I always think about things.
The truth is much easier. You are a summary of your experiences and people who will teach you to live in this world. What your personality absorbs when traveling, what you "leave" in places you love is not a gap. It's an exchange. It creates space for all new miracles and recipes and memories. It's just life.
It's just life to make big shifts in who you are, often because of circumstances beyond your control. What he had taught me this year was that the struggle with my state of being was exacerbating the situation. I wanted to feel healthy again and move whenever I wanted, it was not possible. Letting go to the point of exhaustion simply exhausted me.
And what happened me exhausted was much less than most of my friends or family. This was probably the hardest part because I felt anxious and stupid that I was so tired or painful. Finally, anxiety can lead to self-reflection because you look at it you're he experiences a wider picture.
In situations of traditional mourning and loss, professionals recommend moving from a more passive process of suffering to actively building new meaning from what is now. The counseling remains healthy, although my worries over the last few months are not a grief in itself. After I swallowed the dissonance and I survived for myself, I looked at my work and started to build something new.
Business projects for next year
In the autumn I ended up with my 6-year G-Adventure partnership when my bloggers, who served as brand ambassadors, closed their Wanderers in Residence program. I will still write for them once a month, mostly about meals. Additionally, as you know any of you with branches in the Amazon, Amazon has lowered their percentage of payouts for many categories.
I wanted to work on my own projects, but I was afraid to focus on them when my income was primarily out of place. These changes have made me come back to legal nomads and redirect my energy to the projects below, which are excited.
It was not just a level of income that was a little frightening, but also trust. I did not believe I had the power to offer a story telling class. I was not a formally trained writer, and until I could make a damages clause, it did not do me as an expert on narrative structure. I did not think I had the right to share my tip in public speech because I happened to come up with my first clause – and then I threw a whole year before my whole conversation.
It's thanks to the readers that I feel more comfortable doing these projects. You asked me to talk, talk, and other food maps. You've sent me my own stories, soups, your tacos, and last time – and a bit disturbing – your pictures of cuddly dogs. (To record, I accept all animal pictures, no questions.)
My focus on the 9th Annual Legal Nomads is to offer products and services that are different, hopefully valuable and enhanced by the cumulative output of this site.
1. Gluten-free transfection cards for celiac disease
As I mentioned last year, I will create what I called the gluten free cards project, a database of Celiac translation cards to buy along with free guides who feature foods that are safe and dangerous to eat. Yes, there are translations of cards, both for free and for purchase. The problem is I'm still sick when I use them.
Why? Because they do not count things like cross contamination or use local food names or a list of ingredients that may have hidden wheat. I have found that in many countries, especially in developing countries, that you can not eat wheat or gluten is not enough. You must use local names as well as list sauces or ingredients that contain wheat.
An example from this week: I wrote a draft of this paper from San Cristobal de las Casas. I went to the taco and I assured the tortillas are pure corn. The meat was not marinated. There was no flour in the sauce on the table. In spite of this, and in Spanish, I'm saying I can not eat anything with wheat, I saw that the chef adds "Salsa InglesSalsa Ingles is essentially Worcestershire Sauce – which has wheat – it is hardly used in Oaxaca but is common in other parts of Mexico – and as most people do not realize it is dangerous, the waiter did not think of it that they should check or mention them, which is why I try to eat in dining stalls or open kitchens so I can watch.
All this says: Cards are different because people like me are very sick and need something to make sure they do not.
Maybe you remember last year I intended to offer these gluten-free translation cards for free, I hope readers will buy from the store.
I learned that nobody in the store is buying. (Sigh.)
So these cards are now sold for $ 10, while longer guides are available for free.
I have finished Italy, Japan, Portugal, Vietnam and Greece. Another is Spain, with cards for Spanish, Catalan and Galician. And then Germany.
I redirected part of the profits from this project to hire another obsessed-looking celiac who helped to research future cards. Once the two translators have the accuracy, I will convert them into branded versions (below) using the Canva program.
The project sometimes feels overwhelming, but it is all useful when I get an email when I thank you for not seeing the reader. The Celiakian, known in Oaxaca, planned to travel to Japan and its tourist company proposed to buy the "Legal Nomads Japan Card" – it's up to your own life! I'm excited to get more of these guides and cards next year.
2. Public Speaking.
I plan to write something about how I got through my fear of public speaking. The last word I gave, I read, for example, that overclocking of my brain would help me remember my speech-so I practiced it when I remembered it while I was listening to heavy metal music.
It's all about experimenting with what your brain needs and wants, and then you remember that you're for some reason and the audience wants to succeed you. Usually. I mean, there are times when you want to be unfortunate and epic, but fortunately, I never have to face such a crowd.
The aim of my public speech is to focus on opportunities outside of tourism and, like last year, I will focus on education and nutrition.
3. Typographic food maps.
Portugal is complete, there are new and cheaper black tote bags in the store, and I sent the Japanese food list for approval so we can get it. This was very good at Christmas time so I appreciated the photos of my maps in your apartment or house and in restaurants.
After Japan, readers asked for Spain, France and Canada. Because you voted for another country, I'm ears for what you want to see.
4. Writing course.
In silence, in my monthly newsletter, I was referring to the course I intended to lead, which focuses on telling stories in the digital world. So far, I have had to put the whole outline and cost online but its essence is to learn how to tell stories better in the crowded digital world.
Instead of a massive online class, I wanted to have a more confidential group that could benefit from the energy of the other party. I also personally want to customize each job, so I can restrict the class to 10 people every time I start.
Unfortunately, due to the above problems, I was unable to focus on it just as I wanted – sitting and writing did not do miracles of nerve pain. But this season I will build a workbook and I hope that this year we will begin the inaugural class.
Find out more here.
5. Walk after a meal at Oaxaca Street.
THIS IS THE FESTIVAL. While the city of Oaxaca does not have the density of street food like Saigon or Bangkok, I have established relationships with vendors who make incredible food. It was great to share them with the readers who are going through.
The family above was my first meal stroll in the city, and they were happy that beta tests all my tasty meals. Alexandra is a reader who, like myself, can not have a gluten – the better my first walk was celiac. Her family was so beautiful that we went on and ended with intermittent and long interviews.
I have been asked to further expand and cooperate with other companies, but I want to leave them for the reader as a combo meeting plus food.
Readers who travel through Oaxaca can learn more.
6. More writing on legal nomads.
Since these other projects have changed, I did not have time to write on the blog as I would like. More history of food ingredients and herbs and spices, more profiles of local dealers and more photos. I also have a meal guide to Oaxaca, as well as what to do and see in the neighborhood.
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This is the wrap on my 9th anniversary of the legal Nomads.
Thanks for reading, sharing, and tracking. Here is another year of tales, tacos, and learning through food.
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