A Thought on Patience

That virtue thing. What does that even mean anyway? That everyone should have it? Apparently so. Instead of being told what you should or shouldn’t be as a person, and listening, I have found that it’s important to develop your own understanding of why you might need something such as patience.

I never used to care about patience. I spent years being somewhat impatient. Although dubbed patient by many of those around me, my stomach still turned in annoyance when someone couldn’t figure out what they wanted to drink, my eyes instinctively rolled at one who took sweet time tying their shoes, my hand shot to my phone while in line for the bathroom. Worst of all though, was this patience lacking for myself. I gave my poor body and mind no time to understand, no room to heal. I rushed myself out the door. I set unreasonable deadlines and harped on myself for missing them. I sweat in the coldest of rooms. Mostly blaming it on anxiety for so many years… but the anxiety was a creation. It was born time and time again from this fermenting lack of patience. Unclear and sour to the taste. Reeking havoc on the body of it’s mother. Ungrateful and unkind.

The first step is that the patience comes from being patient. That was the hardest realization of them all. To get there you first need to sample it. It’s an acquired taste. Like bitters it is soothing to one’s stomach but needs to first pass over the tongue. It needs space to be cleared for it. It needs to be understood.

I knew it would be at least a month before comfort. I knew the bitters would taste foul until I formed a taste for their soothing. I knew it wouldn’t be easy. So I decided to be strong and to learn. That was the second step.

Over the last two months I have dedicated myself to a deeper understanding of this “virtue” patience. I first developed the idea that it was important and immediately necessary for sanity. I then spent much of my time in complete silence. Music warms my soul, but music was a vice. Filling my mind with the sound to ignore my thoughts was weak. I wanted to be strong. I wanted to fill my mental space with music created from that which I had learned, and the strength I had gained. I created two silent hours for myself everyday, at the very least, dedicated to my thoughts. Meditation, personal moral support, developing deeper emotional understanding, all of the above. Most of all, sobriety and silence. I couldn’t live in my space yet, I couldn’t stop thinking about him or what he did to my emotion, I couldn’t sleep well, I couldn’t be happy, so I had to be patient. So that’s what I did.

Over the course of those two months I grew. I created a sense of closure for myself that wasn’t provided in my break-up. I went to therapy once a week. I spent time being sad. I spent time being angry. I crashed my car. I spent time invested in others and couldn’t give myself my all. I worked on patience. Every. Single. Day. It is not over. It is not easy. It never will be.

You can either run from your shit or grow from it. In this story, running represents weakness, and growing represents strength. The tree doesn’t run from the storm. She may bend or sway. She may lose her leaves. She may even wilt, but she does not run. She stays rooted in place, patient and trusting that the storm will end and the water will provide her with nourishment. The tree is strong. Developing roots for myself was the most important part of developing my patience. Now, I can lean on me. Others too. My beautiful friends, my loving family, they are there, and they are everything. When they are not there though, and when I am alone I am comfortable. No more ticking of misunderstanding and impatience. I am patient with myself and with others. It is life changing.

The Switch: Kombucha

According to Google’s dictionary kombucha is: “a beverage produced by fermenting sweet tea with a culture of yeast and bacteria”. So if you know anything about beer this sounds quite similar. It’s even served on tap and bottled in growlers. What is kombucha really though? What does it do to/for your body? What does it really taste like? These are all questions I asked when my kombucha kick started about a month ago. I am grateful for what it has done for me, so I have decided to share my findings with you!

What is Kombucha?
Kombucha is a drink for health that originated over 2000 years ago. It is rumored to have been dubbed an immortal elixir by the ancient Chinese. There is no scientific evidence proving the benefits of drinking kombucha, so it’s different for everyone. This goes for all intake though- being receptive to your body and the things going into it is an important lesson. Trying a small bottle of kombucha and drinking it over a few days is a good idea. If the results are desirable, a growler might be in order!

What does kombucha do to/for your body?
Kombucha could be considered one of those health kicks that eventually fades away. It’s not proven to be healthy, it can be “harmful”, and it doesn’t necessarily taste great, so what is so great about it? Why bother even considering? DO consider, because it is great. Science hasn’t devoted much time to this elixir but many years of human consumption have, and we’re loving it. Kombucha naturally contains thousands of happy bacteria, acids, and vitamins that our body typically needs more of- which help us with detox, gut health, joint care, wrinkle prevention, immune health, and general uplifting! That is a list I can love! Improving gut health was my initial reasoning for my new kombucha lifestyle. Improving your stomach flora with natural probiotics can help with anxiety and depression, weight control, boosting immunity, and more. So as you can see, the positivity list goes on. The negatives that you might find while searching the internet are from a small number of incidents where someone was doing a bad job home cooking kombucha.
If you’re still feeling uncertain but want to give this lovely drink a try, talk to the nutritionist at your health food store (they may even have kombucha on tap!). A lot of the information I’m sharing with you today came from snippets given to me by the ladies at the Lake Placid health food store- the Green Goddess (they have kombucha on tap!).

What does kombucha really taste like? 
There are hundreds if not thousands of different types and flavors of kombucha. It can be made with different teas, and even different textures. Chia seeds can be added make a chunky and somewhat sweeter brew- some consider this type slimy so beware if texture isn’t your thing. The brand I have been buying on tap is Aqua ViTea and it’s smooth and effervescent. I have been getting a growler of the Strawberry Sage every Wednesday for about a month now. It’s their summer seasonal and extremely tasty. I highly recommend it for first tries of kombucha because it’s a bit sweet and tastes fresh. There is a bitterness/ tartness along with the sweet, something along the lines of a glass of wine or light beer. If your first few tastes aren’t lovable but you’re willing to continue for purpose of health, just try drinking an ounce or two ounces once every other day. I recommend buying a small personal bottle of a flavor that catches your interest, or trying a glass of it on tap nearby if that’s an option. The acquired taste comes quickly. My partner did not like any of the flavors at first. He tried it 3-4 times and now we both share a glass every morning. We absolutely love how it makes us feel.

Personal Discoveries 
It hasn’t been anything crazy, I don’t suddenly feel like I’ll live forever, but I feel great. Coffee is no longer necessary because the small serving of kombucha I drink has lots of vitamin B12 which awaken me. I have replaced my morning juice with kombucha, getting rid of lots of unnecessary sugars and unhealthy ingredients that come along with certain juice brands. I also have gotten used to not having anything other than club soda, water, or hot tea to drink for the rest of my day. Although I don’t have much consistency at this point in my life in regard to sleep and eat, my stomach feels balanced and happy. I also know I’m getting a dose of vitamins I used to forget to take daily.

As for pricing, the small bottles ARE expensive and it will look like an unaffordable vitamin at first- but I beat the system for you. Growlers are inexpensive at $13 for refills, and depending on your health food store you can bring your own glass container. We go through about one growler a week, which is a small 4-6 oz. glass every morning. The bubbles last about one week in the fridge so it’s been the perfect schedule for us, and at $2 per day it’s totally affordable! You can also get yourself a “mother” or “scoby” and home brew!  All together, this is something I would recommend everyone giving a “shot”, even once a week! 🙂

Hugs and Backpacks full of Fermented Tea,
BB.

P.S. For added sweetness add fresh or frozen fruit. Surprisingly delicious ☺️

 

 

 

 

Diary of a New-Bee

Honing in on what I really love to do has been a serious focus for over a year now. I dearly wish I had learned to do this earlier in life, but my theory is- I’m still young and better late than never. 
This “self-discovery” time has brought me closer to my writing, closer again to nature, closer to my relationships, and closer to understanding my emotions. 

Today I’m most excited about my newest discovery: Beekeeping a.k.a. Apiculture.


The random way in which this hobby came into my life was almost cosmic- a mention from my beloved father, a call to the bee community nearby, a purchase of a suit, and finally, the hook, a meeting attendance. And now I’ve got the fever. 

So, you might ask, what’s so great about beekeeping? Well I’m super fresh to the bee world, but to me it’s great for a few reasons. Most of all, I’ve spent my entire life knowing I want to help the world somehow but didn’t know exactly how to contribute. 

Recycling & composting, using organic and locally grown foods and products, shopping small, not putting straws in drinks (😁) are things I’ve done for awhile. At one job I even made cases against their styrofoam usage and non-recycling practices. None of this feels like enough though. It has been time for awhile that I found a real cause. A cause like beekeeping. 

If you’re unsure of why beekeeping helps the earth- you should know that bees are on the out, becoming extinct. Without the bees the world will have no food- or barely any. And it’s as simple as that. 

So what else makes beekeeping great? I would say that my favorite part about it is the support for the female involved in their culture. The strength given to females in the hive is truly fascinating to me. The bees have recognized the power of females to reproduce and harvest food and have devoted their lives to the protection of this female. While male bees are still somewhat important to reproduction, the difference here is evident. Strong nature super organism with a female lead, what’s not to like? 


The last and not least thing that got me going for bees was the local community. This was by far the most welcoming group I’ve begun in life thus far. They made it easy to fall in love. It was a huge group of instant family, feeding me honey and home grown goodies, showing me their bee children, and inviting me to help with their personal hives. 


Something to consider on these journies to understanding is that it starts with a basic fact about you. I came to an understanding that I need to help the earth to feel complete. Beekeeping feels like an answer to that need for now, with more to come in the future! 

Hugs and Backpacks,

BB. 

Road Trip Revelation #1: Nobody Cares


Even though it’s only been 10 days I’ve learned quite a few life lessons on this road trip. One of my favorites so far is that even though we might think something matters, NOBODY CARES. Nobody cares what I’m wearing, nobody cares what I’m eating, nobody cares how long I’m in the bathroom, nobody cares how many times I wash my face or brush my teeth, or eat chocolate for breakfast. Nobody cares that I packed too much, or haven’t been thinking ahead as much as I usually do. Nobody cares that I’ve been caught up in all of my moments and haven’t given thought to the days or weeks. 
I’ll tell you someone who does care though, MY BODY. Our bodies are who’s actually important and that’s who’s benefiting from, or being cut down by our life choices. This revelation is one typically found while traveling; the longer the trip the better it sticks. 

This trip has provided us with all 4 climates, with snow in Buffalo and Ohio, to 90 in sunny Florida. I’ve eaten junk food for days in a row followed by an unfamiliar break out and slight weight gain over a couple of weeks. Emotional break downs and bickering for no reason. After ALL of that came the realization that my body and thoughts need to come first, before anything else at all. Because NOBODY ELSE CARES. 
For packing too much I’ve come up with this: I went through my bag and took out most of the things that were overkill and stuffed them into a bag not to be touched in the bottom of the car. It worked this time because we’re only driving and have plenty of space, but in the future overpacking is absolutely not an option. There’s nothing I need that I couldn’t buy while here or live without. As long as you have a couple of comfortable outfits, a bunch of underwear, your facewash, plenty of moisturizer, a toothbrush, and a comb, life is good. (Because NOBODY CARES if you wear the same thing 6 times, and we do anyway! We all do!) This is a large life lesson for my future travels. I thought that downsizing to a backpack was the answer and it’s not. It’s not about fitting into one space it’s about what we actually need. And we don’t need much. Furthermore I believe that having few things and living without many choices teaches us. We have too much in America and are used to it; constantly traveling with multiple suitcases and burdening ourselves with the mass. It is truly freeing to let all of that go. 
As for thinking ahead, sometimes when things are moving quickly we have to stop and consider where our priorities have been. Mine have been caught up. I get very bogged down by what’s going on with everyone else and don’t worry enough about myself. When I really sit down and think about what I need and about what my body is feeling, life is much simpler. 

Doing some yoga every day and getting a full serving of fruits and vegetables along with cutting out some drinking and getting enough sleep are what I need. Instead of worrying what the others in our company might like we need to worry about ourselves, our health. (Because realistically NOBODY CARES what you eat! That’s on you! And your body will thank you not anyone else!) While traveling our routines have a tendency to escape us. It’s important to step back and remember who we are. We are always number one to ourselves. 
Jim and I still have some time left on this trip and no family to lean on. We’ll be camping from here on out and the real life lessons will begin. So stay tuned for some more revelations by Bee. 
Hugs and backpacks,

B.B