Only four more nights of sleeping alone.
Three nights after tonight. I think I can do that.

Sorry I’ve been so absent, tumblr. Between not having a computer of my own, and spending four or five nights of the week sleeping in a tipi it’s been kind of hard to update. This WSIC course has been more incredible that words can describe. The incredible people I’ve met and bonded with, and the learning that starts with the sunrise and extends beyond the sunset… I wouldn’t trade it for a thing. I might write about it when I get time.

After I finish the WSIC, I should have my own computer. Also, I’ll be working as an instructor (stoked) and will be spending a few more nights a week inside (not stoked) so I should be posting a bit more here. I’ll also have a few free weeks, but some of them will hopefully be spent road tripping. I can update on the road, so bear with me here.

Also, other exciting news about learning I might be doing in the future. I found a falconer to potentially apprentice with, later in the summer I may be returning to Tracker for the Philosophy I class, and in the fall I’m likely going to miss a week of class for The Art of Mentoring workshop! Just… wow. I feel so blessed to have all these amazing people, opportunities and learning experiences in my life these past few months. Endless gratitude, universe. Really.

Wilderness Skills Instructor Certification course for the next few weeks. Which means until Saturday, I’ll be away from any sort of internet, and therefore, tumblr.

I would tell you to come home. It’s what I have written on my calendar. “Elliot comes home!” But the reality is, this place isn’t home, is it? Not when you’re not here. Plain and simple, love, what I’ve come to know is that to me you are home. And it makes sense: that’s the only way to explain this horrid, all-pervading void left in your wake. So asking you to come home is silly. Rather, I want to go home.