I sold my trusty Toyota Prius yesterday, after several years of good service. It was another, further detachment from my life here on the Monterey Peninsula, and from “business as usual.” I had a love/hate relationship with my car; while I enjoyed the many advantages a motorized vehicle provides, I also felt uncomfortable with its use, knowing that I was contributing to pollution and climate change.
I am entering another world, almost, the world of the car-less. It is as significant as being homeless and is typically seen as being disenfranchised. I am joining the ranks of that growing class of people who are on the fringes of society. It is interesting to be an observer of society from this perspective. The challenge will be to retain, or even further develop, my sense of self-acceptance and love despite probable discrimination.
It is a strange phenomenon in our world that those who have the most prosperity, manifested by expensive possessions and conspicuous consumption of resources, are treated with the utmost of respect and even awe. And this is true even when the source of their wealth is of dubious origins. It seems to matter not if the celebrity earned his billions by taking advantage of others in even the most scandalous of enterprises, such as the mortgage fiasco of the early 2000s. In fact they are often appointed to the highest positions in government, again because of their “success.” It is baffling but true. Walking softly on the Earth with a small footprint, as did the Native Americans, is rewarded not with respect but with contempt and complete domination or destruction.
As I rode my bike to REI in Marina the other day, I took in the beauty of the coastline along the recreation trail
and thoroughly enjoyed being outside of the mainstream traffic. It’s a pleasure to be able to pass traffic jams on my bike, and to utilize the lightly used bike and pedestrian lanes and trails.
I came across this creative camp site and wondered about the person or people who were sleeping in the hammock. What caused their itinerant lifestyle?
I took my last trip in my Prius to the Big Sur Marathon last weekend and got to be up front and center for the entire race. I delivered my dear friend Gina Puccinelli to the 21 mile start line where she warms up the runners with stretches and yoga. Then we took another friend, Peter, and a straggler who had missed her bus, to the 26 mile start line, all before 5:30 am. Once these runners had started, we joined a caravan of vehicles that get to drive slowly northward on the mountain-side lane while the runners and walkers stay in the ocean-side lane. We cheered them all on from close proximity while enjoying the stunning views and live music from the comfort of the car. I got to see my friends Kristie, and Glen, from yoga at the Monterey Sports Center. I was so impressed with their strength and their stamina! I was also inspired and am looking forward to getting plenty of exercise on my bicycle.
My foot is completely pain free now and my knee nearly so. I attribute my healing to Gloria’s acupuncture treatment, and to resting. My thanks go to the Gulartes, Gloria and Aileen for giving me the shelter and time I needed to heal and get ready for Take Two. I’ll be heading out on my bike tomorrow for points east and south–stay tuned.