The Call

In the words of Marianne Williamson: "Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we’re liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Wednesday, April 12, 2017


Wanderlust: An intense desire for or impulse to wander or travel and see and explore new places.
 
In 1981 Charlotte and I abandoned a traditional lifestyle with the intent of seeking new and exciting venues in which to experience life together. That involved living off the grid for several years, mining for gold, living with less, less stress, less material things and way less money. In doing so, we have discovered some basic truths for us: “things” do not equate to happiness; stress and time are the cost of needing and having more and finally; “stuff”or things, and the pursuit of material wealth tend to get in the way of being in touch with yourself and others.

That brings me to today’s post: We have put down roots here in Brookings, Oregon for the past five years and we love it here. However, we have begun to recognize that we are getting stale, boring and uninspired. We miss that excitement of living on the edge, daring to explore new places and experiences and not just taking life for granted. So, in preparation to get back out there, we are seriously downsizing, striving for a minimalistic lifestyle that will serve us well as we venture forth.

I’ll close with a quote from Henry David Thoreau that we included in our wedding vows, “I went to the woods to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”

Wednesday, April 05, 2017

OUR NEW HOME?

Shopping for a new home on wheels. Yep..... will need to downsize a lot. Really liking the EVO by Forest River so far.



Sunday, November 06, 2016

Sunrise on the Warner Mountains in Surprise Valley California. To view this photo and more go to DreamWeaver Gallery


Saturday, November 05, 2016

Surprise Valley trip to Nevada




We drove to Cedarville, California by way of the east side of Surprise Valley today. We went around and back across Middle Alkali Lake. This route took us into Nevada for a few miles. The east side is barren, desolate and lonely with trees, very few and far between. A "scootcher" into the Hayes Mountains of Nevada might be interesting but that adventure is for another day. The west side of Surprise Valley is far more habitable. We are tree people - we need a few trees in our chosen environment.

 

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Musings on Mesclun and Aging

I dedicated one of my small raised beds to Mesclun to which I added an extra package of Arugula seeds as well as some left over lettuce seeds so my bed should be very dense with greens! I'll enclose a picture of my new sprouts along with my tomatoes. Tomatoes in April!! Thanks to our sunroom. We have had so much rain lately that I "tented" my two small beds to not only keep the rain from flooding them but to help warm them. My other small bed is planted with a new red Kale in the center area with golden and red beets around the perimeter. I love to sculpt my garden beds with color and texture.

My friend commented the other day concerning their alarm at the aging process and the toll it seems to be taking on their body. It has stayed with me because I have some theories about aging: We grow up learning to worship perfection: clear skin, shapely bodies, great strength, etc. Our ego craves the illusion that without those attributes, no one would value us or love us so we continually chase the phantom of outward beauty to the exclusion of developing, nurturing and valuing our inner beauty. I had a first-hand experience with this in 2000 in Huntington Beach. If you recall, I came down with a mysterious illness that we attributed to mouse droppings (Hunta virus, or something). As a result I became so weak that I couldn't walk without help! It made me realize how much emphasis that I had placed on my physical abilities as my true identity, who I was, was linked to my physical body. I was reminded of Steve Reeves, Superman, who became a quadriplegic. As I have aged, crinkled skin, age spots, loss of teeth, thinning hair, decrease in libido, etc., etc., I have begun to get in touch with the real me who is the person who looks back at you in a mirror. I am strengthened by the fact that Charlotte still loves me the same or more, despite my physical condition. I think aging is Spirit's way of defusing Ego, of humbling us into appreciating our inner beauty. Your aging concerns are an opportunity to learn how deeply your loved ones love the real you. Let's face it, concerning the alternative, what choice do we have?!! Have a blessed day.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Remember.......
"The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it." - Henry David Thoreau


You can read about our gold mining years at 
Diary of a Gold Prospector

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Saturday, November 10, 2012


"I say, follow your bliss and don't be afraid, and doors will open where you didn't know they were going to be."  - Joseph Campbell

Sunday, July 01, 2012

Wow! We haven't posted anything here since June! Where does time go? We have been busy finding our way around, settling in, looking for work, watching sunsets at the beach, fishing, beach combing and everything else. Our lives and been busy and full since we moved to Brookings, Oregon last June 11. We feel richly blessed.


Thursday, June 21, 2012

Settling In











Well, we are finally settling in.... our space is small. We are busy downsizing when so many are longing to upsize or what do they call it??? Supersize! 

We are seeking a slower, simpler way of life.... more time to be present and appreciate what we have. We have been too busy to say much except we feel peaceful and we are having fun!

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

We Love Brookings, Oregon






On The Road Again

Another day in the life of the Bacons - this is our waiting period. We are in Sutherlin today but we were camped out in Brookings last week. We have been looking for jobs and housing in Brookings, Oregon for several weeks now. We still have applications in for a couple of jobs. No news on jobs or housing but we are cleaning this big house for the last time, packing and loading up to leave. The homeowners return next week. We have now lived in this house longer than they have. We are loading up to camp in our tent indefinitely... until something shows up in the way of employment and housing.
There are 2 nice State Park campgrounds near Brookings and 5 primitive campgrounds (pit toilets, some water) within 15 miles of Brookings.  Today's plan is to head out on Monday, June 11. Tomorrow and Friday we have rain forecast again and then a dry spell. Our first week will seem like heaven because we found a great deal for 1 week and it is the only week all summer it is available! Check it out! This is where we will be living next week.
 




Wednesday, April 25, 2012

The Power of Nothing

I wanted to talk about the power of  "Now" but Ekhart Tolle has already claimed that idea so I'll slide around  him by talking about the same thing and calling it "Nothing" .I suppose people could discover this idea in many different ways other than the way that I have arrived at it but I will explain how I got here. Over the past 30+ years, Charlotte and I have been nomads, mostly by choice. Even the circumstances that have caused an upheaval in our lifestyle or geographical location are an indirect result of choices we have made. The underlying choice is the one where we purposely confront life from the "edge", that narrow, high line that we carefully balance on, high above the jagged rocks of reality below. Along the way, we could easily have gotten down off that path and signed up for a reality check by getting "real" jobs and settling down in one place (We actually do that from time to time but it usually doesn't last and I must admit that I'm puzzled by that). But I think the reason that we haven't succumbed to that choice, as tempting as it seems sometimes, is that we reap the benefits from living on the edge everyday. We are always wanting to know what is over the next hill.... around the next corner.... we are adventurers seeking new territory to explore. What are the benefits from not knowing where you're headed, where you'll live or what you'll do to pay the bills, etc., etc. you may ask? Aahh, I'm so glad you asked, grasshopper.

As we contemplated our uncertain future the other day (Our current house sit ends in about a month and we don't have a clue where we will be by June, 2012), we realized that none of us actually knows the answer to that question, no matter how many little bastions of security that we have piled around us for protection. As the people in the path of a tornado or a hurricane or a flood can tell you, the security of a home/house can vanish in seconds. As the victims of a car crash can tell you, the security of driving a "safe" car can vanish just as quickly. The victims of crime, disease, sudden death, etc., etc. Now, this may be quite upsetting to most who read this. What else is left? What's the use of living? What is the use of planning?

When one can isolate their identity, their security, their wellness, their happiness, their peace from the noise of our modern world and realize that all of those things and more are already present and permanent within us, you realize that all else is an illusion. There is NOTHING or as Wayne Dyer likes to say, "No Thing" that can give us any of those things. And that, my friends, is the blessing that comes from living life on the edge.... living in the NOW. Our happiness, our peace and all the rest come from intimate relationships with ourselves and others and from our perceptions of same. They have nothing to do with where you live, how big your house is or how much money you have. Armed with the realization that we come into this life with everything we will ever truly need, the possibilities become endless. The only true reality is now. All the rest is made up.... sometimes true and sometimes not. What an adventure! I can hardly wait to see what happens next!

Monday, April 16, 2012

Prospecting for a new home....


Well, we are pulling up stakes here in Sutherlin, Oregon come June. Just like the early gold miners, we're looking for richer diggins. We have been house sitters for three years in a row for these folks but they have decided to sell their place. It's just as well as we were thinking about moving on....... wondering when to pull up stakes and where the path would lead us. Guess the time is now. We have followed our inner compass over all these past 30+ years so we'll moisten our finger, stick it up in the air and see what direction the wind is blowing.

Monday, March 12, 2012

FIRST YOU HAVE TO ROW A LITTLE BOAT

We are reading a wonderful little book, "First You Have To Row A Little Boat - Reflections on Life and Living". 

Neither of us sail but it is not necessary in order to grasp the practical life wisdom of this prose. On this beautiful winter day I wanted to share a small snippet. 

"To change directions is a difficult tact at best, and we're doomed to failure, destined to become a prisoner of the wind, if we attempt it in an ineffectual way.

There's only one sure way to come about, and that is to gather momentum on the course we're on. As a youth, I applied that lesson narrowly to to the handling of my sloop, but with the passage of time I saw that it was a verity, as true for life on land as for life at sea. I might abhor the tack I was on - and I recall two memorable occasions when I did. Early in life, I deplored the college I was attending; later, I despised the job I held. But I had to stay with each long enough to gather wherewithal (decent grades in the first case, sufficient savings in the second) to carry myself through the eye of the wind. If I quit one or the other prematurely, I would founder and the wind would take over my life, blowing me in directions I had no desire to go.

I know another young man who casts constantly about, hopping from one job to another. He says he's trying to figure out where he fits in, what he wants to do with his life, and I sympathize with that goal in its entirety. But I notice that he never really gives himself a chance; the jobs he takes aren't the ones he selects; they're the ones he's forced to take because his rent is due, and so he's "in irons" all the time.

What's at stake is nothing less than personal autonomy - our capacity to empower ourselves so that we may choose the course of our life rather than have it chosen for us by others whose values may differ radically from our own. We may make a decision to go our own way, which is the only true way, but if we're caught without wind in our sails we'll find ourselves captive, doing the bidding of those we detest. And the tragedy is this: We may never give the gift, which is ourselves, to those we love or find out who we truly are."

Well, that is what we want to remember to think about every day. Are we on our path? or marching so someone else's drummer? Are we living our best life or letting our limiting beliefs get in the way? We wish you good pondering today!

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Friday, February 24, 2012

Speaking of Death




Friday, February 24, 2012
Here is an email from our dear friend Michael Moran, Minister of the Spiritual Life Center in Sacramento, California. To subscribe to his weekly newsletter go to Spiritual Life Center

We met Michael while we were house sitting in Sacramento in 2004. I share this because when my sister, Sherry, was laying in the hospital last April I acted like the children in this story. I am sure she wanted to say things to us but we kept telling her "later.... when you feel better. There will be plenty of time to talk about these things. You're going to be OK." But she wasn't going to be OK and we found out later that she spoke with nurses instead so she wouldn't upset us... I wish that we could turn back the clock and handle things in a very different way.
My dear friends,

Believe it or not, one of the most enriching aspects of being a minister is conducting memorial services for families.  Lately, it seems I have been doing more memorial services than normal.  Many people are choosing this time to exit the earth plane.  (Do they know something we don't?)


In some rare instances, I have the opportunity to meet with the person facing imminent death to discuss their beliefs about life, death, purpose, and their desires for their memorial service, which I refer to as their "Celebration of Life Service."  What a privilege it is to openly discuss end-of-life issues with a person and his or her family.  It is so healthy to approach the end of this life expression honestly.  Often times, there is great reluctance on the part of family members to release their loved one, and they shut off any attempts to broach the subject.  That always saddens me because in most situations the dying person wants, and needs, to talk it through.


I recall a time I was doing my chaplain residency at Baptist Hospital in Kansas City, Kansas.  When I arrived for my shift, I was given the list of patients who had been assigned to me.  I was to call on each one and minister to them as best I could.  That afternoon I was tired and out of sorts.  I really didn't want to minister to anyone that night; fact is, I felt in need of a chaplain myself, but there I was.  One of the names on my list was a woman who had just had major surgery and experienced serious complications.  She had requested a visit.  As I walked into her room, I saw that she was sleeping peacefully and I selfishly thought to myself, "Oh good, I'll just leave my card, a note, and a Daily Word."  I stood by her bed and said a prayer for her and her medical team.  As I was filling out my report before I left her room, I became aware of the woman in the bed by the door.  She was surrounded by her children who were waiting for her to be released that afternoon.  She sat quietly in her bed as her children bustled around her, fluffing pillows, pouring water, and talking animatedly about trivial matters.  As I walked past her bed on the way out, "something" told me to stop and speak to her.  I stood at the end of her hospital bed and our eyes met.  She had soft, kind, sad eyes.

I joked with her and commented, "Well, you look like you're being well taken care of.  You've trained them well."  Her kids seemed very nervous and kept reassuring her that she was just fine and soon would be her old self again.  The woman ignored them and kept her eyes locked on mine.  Then she said, "I am checking out soon."  The kids continued to chatter . I instinctively knew she wasn't referring to checking out of the hospital, she was soon to check out of this life.  I said, "You seem to have great peace with that."  She replied, "I do have peace.  I have had a wonderful life and it's my time."  The nervous energy among her children amped up noticeably, and they started admonishing her, "Oh Mom, just stop that!  You're going to be fine.  You'll outlive us all."

She ignored them and continued looking at me.  I asked her what was so wonderful about her life, and she went on to tell me about her late husband, who she would be joining soon, her children and grandchildren, the travels they had enjoyed with the family, et cetera.  I stood there listening, fully aware that this was the only way she could communicate to her children that she was dying soon and wanted them to know she was at peace.  I remember thinking, "Ah, this is why I am here.  I was sent to this room, not for the sleeping woman in the other bed, but to be here for this dying woman so she could use me to communicate her truth to her children, which they had been stifling."  The room was quiet now and one of her daughters, starting to cry, bent down to hug her mother.  One of the sons glared at me.  I knew my work was complete now and I wished her a safe journey and a glorious reunion with her husband.  She looked at me with such gratitude as I took my leave.  We smiled a secret, knowing smile and nodded.  I walked out feeling lighter and very grateful that Spirit had used in me in such a way.  In Unity we often refer to our Divine appointments and I felt this was definitely one of those.

We all have a Divine appointment with death, (yes, you too) so the best way to prepare for it is start by discussing your wishes and beliefs with family and friends sooner, not later.  If you are open and unembarrassed about death, your family and friends will most likely take their cue from you.  The conspiracy of silence many people want to enter into concerning death robs every one of the rich gifts of authenticity, reconciliation and closure. 

In the meantime, live as you will want to have lived when you are dying. Carpe Diem!
You are loved beyond measure.
Michael

QUOTES FOR THE WEEK:

"An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity."  --Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.


"Open your eyes; look within.  Are you satisfied with the life you are living?"  --Bob Marley

"Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you but by the way your mind looks at what happens."  --Khalil Gibran