Scandalous Shorts Season / Workaway Diaries

. 4 min read . Written by Kuba Vitek
Scandalous Shorts Season / Workaway Diaries
The constant facade of order hides the wilderness that is craving to seep out and teach us that life wasn't created to be what we think it is... we must experience the wilderness to be taught what cannot be otherwise known. —Serene Jones

It's hard to believe this also could be France in March.

26 degrees today means my 'scanadalous shorts' season is officially launched. I'm sure Lady Whistledown is already working on the story.

We agreed this gīte next to the castle would be an ideal home at some point in the future when we seek to settle down. Lots of repairs needed but what's the fun in moving in a house fully built up and made ready by someone else? There's a huge open space downstairs & lots of space to create a yoga studio - or who knows, maybe bedroom for some little munchkins one day - on the first floor. A medicinal herb and vegetable garden, perfect for creating a little meditation/ritual space. Bird of prey crying from nearby fields during the day and owls shrieking all throughout the night.

For now though, we use it for our evening tea and journaling in today's last rays of sun. Just us, intermitten bangs of exploding seed pods around us & about a billion of firebugs.

They call them gendarmes here in France, same as the police force (I guess due to their marks resembling the Gendarmes uniform?) and I always thought it was spelled Jean D'Armes - in my brain something like a 'Jean with a guns'. World of linguistics can sometimes be truly disappointing.

I stop writing every now and than and think forward to our dream house. It's equally exhilirating and disturbing not having a single clue as to where/how/when it's going to manifest, trying to hang onto the simple knowing we're already walking towards it, wherever in the world it is. Ego - that little fucker who constantly invites you to all kinds of false stories in order to keep you stuck in place of safety & obedience, following orders & keeping you head down - starts nagging (in my parents voice): 'How do you intend to afford your dream house or even settle down without having stable jobs, years of bulding up your credit score or decades of savings and blablablabla.' For now, all of these worries must play like an annoying radio in another room. You'll learn to tune it out, so that you can keep going.

For now, we're on our hero's journey out in the wilderness, riding the uneasy waves of instability. It is my belief though, craving stability & subsequently craving to detonate it & step into the discomfort through which alone our soul can grow - is a constant cycle. Ebb and flow tugging at us all throughout our life. Maybe for some people (I'm looking at you, baby boomers), at some point in life we get too tangled in that big capitalist lie, which asks us to trade time for money and promises that the more time you give, the richer you get and requires you to participate on the cycle of producing and spending money - otherwise the system has no idea what to do with you, you fucking hippie... But even so, perhaps a call of wilderness is still playing somewhere in the background, whilst you chisel away at a job you don't like to pay mortgage that will haunt you until the day you die.

“We live in capitalism. Its power seems inescapable. So did the divine right of kings. Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings. Resistance and change often begin in art, and very often in our art, the art of words.”
Ursula K. Le Guin

Workaway is an amazing platform for meeting like-minded people - most of them actively trying to pave their own path through life, independent from the tyranny of Mon-Fri, 9-5, paying taxes that are meant to fund education & medicine, but really just fund war conflicts you never cared for. We're only at our first stop on the Workaway journey and already amassing more knowledge & skills than in the whole 7 years of my uni studies. Horse shit scooper with Masters in Arts, I am a true Millenial stereotype.  

This whole 'on the road' project of ours can fail us any minute, but that can always only happen if we fail to inspire strength in each other - to keep believing, to keep going, to keep walking towards our dream home, wherever it sits & waits patiently.