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Girls just want adventure...and jewelry!
When I was leading backcountry trips, I found myself longing for jewelry that I could wear on expeditions and journeys abroad: jewelry that could withstand rapids and rock climbing....but that would still traipse through Tuscany or go dancing with me Buenos Aires. I wanted sturdy yet sexy. Simple yet sophisticated. Delicate...yet powerful as the women wearing it. I set about designing a line of jewelry for women like me—adventuresome women who want to accessorize without compromising FUNction, fashion…..or the environment. www.bronwenonline.com
Seven weeks ago, I woke one morning with severe vertigo. Not just your everyday run of the mill morning dizzy spell. Full blown vertigo. Violent spinning. No up, no down. No gravity. Simultaneously falling and whirling. Lots of vomiting. In short, no reference point whatsoever. Disorientation at it's finest. At one point, I literally found myself asking.....who the hell is this Bronwen character anyway?!
It was the most painfully incapacitating three days of my life and I hope to never experience it again. Talk about cramping my style!!! I'm a horrible candidate for incapacitation. I'm pleased to report that I am on the mend and only now get "dizzy" occasionally, which I've learned is normal following a bout of severe vertigo. Oddly, I've come out of the entire experience contemplating......pretty much everything I've ever learned from society.
When we step out of our normal world and leave behind us all the usual barriers and prejudices, we tend to become more adventurous.
Sometimes when I travel, I purposefully get lost. Sometimes I end up in a bummer place and get hungry and grumpy and the whole getting lost thing kinda sucks. But more often than not, I uncover a place or a person or a thought that becomes very important in my life. Allowing ourselves to get lost......the adventure takes on a life of its own.
The same is true for our THINKING. The more adventurous we become with our thinking, the more opportunities exist to uncover something that you actually believe at your very core. I mean believe with your heart and your body and your mind. Not because everyone else says they believe it or a book tells you to believe it. But because it makes sense and feels right to YOU in your gut (or as my 3 year old niece, Wyatt, calls it your "gutlet"). We all want to feel good in our gutlets, right?
I'm not saying that severe vertigo is any great ride or anything like that. But I am saying that sometimes we need to be tipped upside down and whirled around, spun wildly, and perhaps even vomit a few times god forbid, to even question our own thinking and believing.
The adventure continues.......
Bronwen
Find Your Rhythm Lifestyle...a shared passion for physical recreation in the outdoors, relentless world travel, mental/emotional fitness (this means an equal balance of employing our brains and our hearts as guides) and general health-promoting habits. We're talking about being free in our hearts so we can:
- find the rhythm in life that feels most authentic and meaningful to us
- express this authentic rhythm to the world---it's what nature intended
My authentic rhythm happens to be one of constant CHANGE. I have a self-proclaimed, perpetual case of wanderlust. Just the mere mention of a new adventure or distant journey and I immediately perk up. My husband lures me to our more mundane tasks by attaching the promise of an adventure to get me interested. Instead of, "C'mon Bron, we need to go grocery shopping," he'll wisely say, "Hey Bron, we need groceries badly and there is a new Whole Foods in Oakland. We'll take the bikes and ride through a really seedy area of town to get there..it'll be a real adventure!" And I'm already clamoring to slip into my biking shorts. It's really that easy.
I am painfully paralyzed by predictability; I thoroughly thrive in change. What am I gonna do? It's my rhythm. It's what makes me feel most alive---the best version of Bronwen possible. I'm learning to love it.
What's your rhythm?
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