After 10 days of travel I feel healthier, happier and stronger. The nourishment of the soul proves much more substantial than the nourishment of the body. I find I am eating, drinking and smoking less, yet feeling much more full. Fulfilled, to be precise. Often, consumption is really just a form of compensation for what we truly lack – at least that is my perspective, and I am confident that it is true.
Needless to say, I am not yet a monk, or Buddha, and still require material nourishment. Particularly for climbing the graceful hills of Seattle. My best meal since leaving L.A. has been at a Sichuanese restuarantin the International District here. I shared a family-style meal with a few Seattle polo players and some friends of theirs, which worked out to a group of 7 and a veritable smorgasboard of the best Chinese food I have ever tasted.
Also, yesterday was Folklife Fest part duex. I met a host of really rad people, including some crust punks from here, some train hoppers from SoCal and Mass., and a guy working on an art project in the Sonohomosh forest. Now I am off to the Woody Guthrie tribute set! Sorry for the brief post, I have enthralled with maps of the Northwest, planning my way east to Glacier National Park. Many more details & stories tonight/tomorrow!
Peace & Blessings ya’ll!