When I was a little girl, my parents took us on the road—full-time. It was the greatest gift imaginable. After attempting to adhere to a conventional life off the road, I'm tickled to be roaming free once again.
This time—because I think it’s essential to support global health and wellness no matter where one is located—I’m witnessing how mindfulness changes us as we venture, while tracking down plant-based and GF fuel.
As I settle into locations for one to three months—in local mini apartments, house sits, or on a certain someone's boat—I look forward to sharing meaningful experiences and kind support that help us sustainably heal and thrive. Mind, body, and world.
Welcome to OMventure.
In the '70s
Family and friends insisted it was crazy for my parents to take us on the road full-time. They believed we would be deprived of an education, friends, and television.
Thankfully, my parents figured out how to exchange what they had for what they wanted. They saved money, had a small sabbatical stipend, and they planned to work odd jobs on the road.
We stored our possessions in the basement of our home, behind a locked door, and the rest of the house was rented out.
My parents hooked up a 16-foot travel trailer to the big blue station wagon, and we took off.
It was the best classroom ever. We saw every historical site possible.
We formed diverse friendships that could not exist in our hometown. As a child, I wasn’t even aware of this reality.
And we learned that the giant box in the living room need not be so giant.
Taking us on the road was the wisest decision my parents ever made. We thrived on the adventure. I remain forever grateful to have been exposed, at such a young age, to the world out there.
I wanted much more of it, and for human growth, I can see why one needs much more of it.
Over the years, my parents also tossed us into the wilderness for weeks at a time, and eventually overseas to be with family.
It was a bit humorous, though, that later (as an adult), my travel gear and plans often felt chaotic. After extensive planning and packing, I'd arrive at a destination and continue to spend endless time sorting through my things, only to feel lost and unprepared for what was ahead.
Thank Goodness for Immigrant Grandparents
Thank goodness I had witnessed my immigrant grandparents' basic possessions and self-sufficient ways. It gave me the desire to live simply, too, as I wanted to be free of so much.
For example, after living in in just about every type of home (townhome, suburban, estate, and remote eco cabin), it was repeatedly confirmed to me that acquiring things—even the homes/items we idealize—just never brought me lasting fulfillment.
So I slowly downsized (simplified) my life, whittled down my possessions to three bags and sold my home and auto. This process helped me learn to carefully seek travel gear and resources that fit my needs. It was at this time that I began to feel truly free and ready for just about anything.
Cautious childhood habits (working, budgeting, saving) taught me that people with a small income could ultimately do anything, and when one has a more substantial income, it's actually meaningful to choose to live beneath one's means.
For instance, traveling slow, thus lodging by the month (if a monthly discount is not listed, be sure to ask if they offer one)—in destinations like Stockholm, London, or Paris—can be more affordable than living in a North American home (when one adds up all home and auto expenses). And housesitting is free (plus you get to choose the estates and pets you want to love).
Such choices can make it easy to venture free, experience new cultures, and enjoy internal growth, daily adventures, and helping others—in even the tiniest of ways—which brings so much meaning to life.
I spent my youth caring for children and elders, volunteering as a summer camp counselor, and working in boutique retail. My young adulthood was spent producing and traveling to national events in the tech world. I later volunteered in public television, radio, and in community journalism.
I witnessed emotional and physical struggles in my work environments, just as clearly as what we witness in our personal environments. However, as one might imagine, most never discussed these struggles, and people visibly suffered.
Realizing that none of us are alone in this, even when we feel alone, I was motivated to train as a Certified Trauma Specialist, Certified Domestic Violence and Sexual Assault Advocacy-Based Crisis Counselor, Certified Peer Counselor, Mind-Body Medicine Professional, Mindfulness-Based Stress Reduction/MBSR Teacher, Personal Wellness Facilitator and Health Coach, and earn a Certificate in Plant-Based Nutrition.
This training made it possible for me to volunteer with mental health practitioners and assist clients experiencing crisis, as well as volunteer with medical doctors and assist patients in need of making critical dietary and lifestyle changes.
These experiences remind me of how rare it is to find someone who isn't in need of such support at some point in their lives. Everyone has their story, everyone has their trauma, and nothing is perfect regardless of where we're located.
I'm still in awe that when I take mindful action in a challenging moment, the calm it brings allows me to handle the next moment with more ease. And when I forget to do this? It's my reminder to practice (I'm reminded to practice a lot). XO