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Vietnam into Cambodia

After spending a few days on the quiet island of Phu Quoc off the southern tip of Vietnam, we boated back to the mainland and crossed into Cambodia at Ha Tien.  The change when we crossed the boarder was so stark, it shook me a little.  The hustle and bustle of Vietnam stopped suddenly, as if it couldn’t make it past the four layers of gates and guards we had to pass through in the 200 meter stretch of land the separates the two countries.

If you draw timelines of Vietnam and Cambodia’s histories, at first glance they look similar with both their pasts marked with violence and occupation that stretch back for centuries. Occupied by the Chinese. Occupied by the French. The war with the west (US). War with each other. The internal violence and economic hardship in the seventies following the US withdrawal from the region.  Ect. The results, both culturally and economically, are graphically different.

The Vietnamese are fiercely nationalistic and carry intense pride that they have successfully repelled every invader for the last 1500 years – no matter how long it took and how much blood was shed in the process.  Economically, Vietnam is on the up and up, with their GDP steadily growing at around 7% a year for the last 25 years. It some ways, it’s boggling to be in Vietnam and remember that it was just 40 years ago that this county was being lit up with American napalm and .50 caliber tracer rounds, or just 35 years ago that nearly 500,000 people died in the aftermath of the war, and the economic collapse and triple-digit inflation that dominated the country’s economy into the 1980s. These things seem to have no hold this fast paced and quickly westernizing society from pushing expanding its limits, year after year.

Cambodians have much more recently emerged from their most recent occupations and internal genocide.  “Where are all the people?” I though to myself on our first hour driving through the countryside after we crossed into Cambodia.  But the answer is painfully right there – 25% of the population died between 1975 and 1979 during the Khmer Rouge regime.  Contrast with Vietnam’s exploding economy, Cambodia is a nation where only 34% of the population has electricity, and in certain rural regions food scarcity remains an issue.  Monetary exchanges are done in US dollar, with the local currency (the Riel) only serving as change for amounts less than $1.  You know its bad when a country can’t even maintain solvency of its own currency.

We spent a few days in laid back Kompot, a quiet little town where the river that bares its name meets the Gulf of Thailand.  There we met our friend Chris, who is living and working in Cambodia.  A day on motorbikes took us up beautiful winding roads into the mountains to visit a giant Buddha (96.4% of Cambodians are Buddhists).  Late afternoons were spent on the floating dock outside the bungalow where we were staying.

We then headed up to Phnom Penh, the one part of the country that can be described as bursting economically.  The city of 2.3 million uses 55% of the country’s total electricity capacity.  The metro area is popping with growth, with the first round of foreign funded and designed skyscrapers just finished in the last two years or currently under construction.  We stayed in a trendy new guest house, with a pool in the open air lobby where the bar and restaurant are.  Prostitution remains common place in many neighborhoods in the capital, and there were some sex workers working in our hotel and throughout the neighborhood.  After spending a day in the city we rented dirt bikes and took a day trip north to the former capital and buddhist temple, Udong.  There are stunning buddhist temples all over the country side, with incredible attention to detail and craftsmanship in their execution.  Many left me feeling a calm sense of awe.

More soon.  And of course, photos

Vietnam – Ho Chi Mihn City and the Mekong Delta

Vietnam is hot and moving incredibly fast.  Sarah and I began in Ho Chi Mihn City (Saigon), after the 23 hours of travel that brought us from San Francisco via Hong Kong.

After spending a full day on Saigon’s high octane streets, we head south into the Mekong Delta, the vast river delta where the Mekong River spreads out before emptying into the ocean.  The 15,000 sq mi area, which makes up the far southern portion of Vietnam, is home to over 20 million people, and is the country’s most productive region of agriculture and aquaculture.  In one of the provinces we passed through, over 80% of the land is cultivated.  The Mekong Delta is one of the low, flat, coastal areas in south east asia that will be devastatingly impacted by climate change.  In addition to suffering from drought due to decreased rainfall, many provinces in the delta will be flooded by the year 2030.  Ben Tre, one of the provinces we passed through, will be 51% flooded with just 1 meter rise in sea level.

We traversed the delta by boat and bus, spending nights in Can Tho and Rach Gia, where we jumped a hydro foil to Phu Quoc, a large island 45 km off the coast in the Golf of Thailand (more on that later).  The cities were fast, hot and mildly exhausting.  The streets are swelled with motor bikes, and the honking and rushing about seems to never stop, day or night.  Everyone seems to be trying to make a fast buck, and given that Vietnam is one of the fastest growing economies in the world, it seems to be working.  As westerners moving through this incredibly high paced economic landscape, our US dollars still bring us so much for so, so little.

More soon.  And of course, photos from Saigon and the Delta for your enjoyment.

Making the Leap: Thoughts on Leaving Our Comfort Zones

I’m not sure if it makes sense to write a blog post on leaving my comfort zone while sitting on my porch, in a comfortable chair, with my feet up, and a delicious cold beverage by my side.  Maybe this post should be about irony.  Or how privileged my life is that at 4:00 PM on a sunny June day, I can just sit around and ponder about life and the world – that I didn’t have to walk seven hours to get drinking water today.

*Sips before mentioned beverage*

Making the jump from knowing to being is not an easy undertaking.  It so deeply depends on ones willingness to leave their comfort zone and step into the unknown.   Right now, I feel myself on that edge.  I see what I want to do next, but I’ve come to that boundary where I can no longer play it safe.  I have to step out of my comfort zone.  Make the leap.  Take the risk.  I’m been on this edge for a few weeks now, walking back and forth trying to see if I can find another, more comfortable step forward.   But there isn’t one, the time has come, to take a deep breath and do it.

I think in order to attempt to create anything of scale in this world, you have to be somewhat delusional.  Because statistically, you’re so likely to fail. As just one example, 90% of new companies fail in the first five years.  But every entrepreneur believes they are the exception.  Otherwise, they wouldn’t bother starting their company in the first place.

It’s such a balancing act though.  If you’re too delusional, too disconnected with reality, you’re nearly guaranteed to fail, since you won’t be responding to your environment.  But if your overly realistic, you’ll just say, “There’s a 9 in 10 chance this company will fail, why bother?”

What I feel like I’m rubbing up against right now, is that I’m less delusional than I used to be.  Which on a the whole, I think makes me a better…what’s the word…person.  But I also think that I need to push myself off the edge a little bit more often, and get outside my comfort zone.  After all, it’s good for our heart to beat really fast sometimes…And it’s the “holy-shit” moments that we remember in the end.

And as the chinese proverb says, “A man grows most tired while standing still.”

My Interview and Article on Unschooler.com

Earlier this spring, I was interviewed by Beatrice Ekoko, for her blog Radio Free School.  That conversation was republished last week on Unschooler.com. It was a fun interview, which I think turned out pretty good.  Beatrice asked excellent questions that prompted me to explore some of the ways I frame my life, experience the world around me, and some of the visions for the world that I strive to live into.  I invite you to listen to the interview here.

In the interview, I mention something called the 80-20 Principle.  As a follow up, Peter (who runs Unschooler.com) asked me to write an article about the 80-20 Principle (what it is and how it applies to life), which was published today on unschooler.com.  You can read the article here.

Hope you all are enjoying the May Sunshine as much as I am!

Sean

 

26 Little Notes to Myself

Dear Sean

  1. Cut yourself slack
  2. Ask for help when you need it
  3. Most decisions don’t require extensive research (follow your intuition)
  4. Make sure you’re grounding your decisions in reality (do your research)
  5. You’ll be amazed how much better you feel after you sit quietly and have a cup of tea and a cookie
  6. It’s important to be nice to people
  7. It’s important to be nice to yourself
  8. Bring a jacket
  9. By doing a little bit each day, you can accomplish incredible things
  10. You can choose what you do; you can’t choose what you like to do
  11. What you do every day matters more than what you do once in a while
  12. Stay hydrated
  13. You don’t have to be good at everything
  14. Put your hands in the dirt
  15. If you’re not failing, you’re not trying hard enough
  16. Don’t let perfect be the enemy of good
  17. Good can sometimes be the enemy of great
  18. Remember to floss
  19. Love with all of your being
  20. The abundance in your life is in direct relationship with your gratitude
  21. Slow down
  22. Bring yourself fully to everything you do
  23. Where are you right now?  Be present
  24. What do you want?  Do it now
  25. Go to sleep (and stay asleep for a long time – every night)
  26. Breathe

 

Trust the Rope

Oakland, CA

Coming off of a week-long retreat with the rest of Common Fire’s*** Board of Directors, can feel like waking up from a really good dream.  I feel both deeply inspired, and a little let down.  Inspiring, because the way we work and the way we are in relationship with each other as board members feels like such an authentic extension of what we are working to create in the world.  A little bit of a let down, because it can also feel hard to leave such a radical and visionary work space, and go back to daily routine that does not feel as aligned.

These retreats always trigger deep thinking for me, but this one felt different.  I’m not leaving with overflowing feelings of excitement (like I sometimes have), but I am going home with clear connection to a powerfully simple lesson, that sunk home in a deep way for me this week.

I need support.

Just because I am highly capable, brilliant, clear, focused, privileged, and grounded, does not mean I can do it all myself.  I have friends and colleagues that are deeply visionary, radical people, who are unbelievably brilliant, astute, and spiritual beings.  And these people love me, and want to see me live a full and joyous life. But I still sometimes choose let myself float in the middle of my mental ocean for weeks, feeling alone and without clear direction.

I need support.

It’s such a simple realization, but I am amazed by how freed I feel now that I’ve clearly named it for myself.  It’s not a new idea.  Not at all.  It’s one I’ve know and deeply believed in for years…but knowing something, and fully embracing it are two different things.

I hold myself to devastatingly high standards…which means that I often hard on myself.  So it feels like a huge weigh off my shoulders to connect with the fact that I’m not going to have to figure it out by myself.

What a relief!

In rock climbing, we have to trust the rope.  It is the support that will catch our [inevitable] falls.  But trust in the rope is a big thing that usually takes climbers a while to develop.  Turns out life is the same way.

So thank you Adrienne, Mary Rose, Esther, Kavitha, Jeff, Autumn, NeEddra, and Erika (my fellow board members) for holding me so gently…and so firmly.

And Dear Sean: Thank you for being patient.  Trust the Rope  Love, Sean

 

 

***For those of you who are not familiar with Common Fire and the work we do, the best introduction is to watch our video, which you can do here.  But the short version is that we support people creating multi-cultural intentional communities, which empower radical levels of justice and sustainability.

[Most of] Common Fire’s Amazing Board

Guatemala – Around Lake Atitlan

I just put the memory card from my camera in my computer for the first time in a few weeks, and found that I never imported the images from my last couple of days in Guatemala.  So, here they are.  We ended the trip at Lake Atitlan – first a few days in San Pedro, then at a stunningly beautiful hotel perched on the cliff overlooking the lake called La Casa Del Mundo.  Of all the hotels we stayed at on the trip, this is the one I recommend the most.  If you’re in the area, don’t miss it.

Less “Yes” More “HELL YEAH!”

Today, I was thinking about a blog post that Derek Sivers wrote in 2009, called No more yes. It’s either HELL YEAH! or no.  The post can be summed up in Sivers’ words like this:

If I’m not saying “HELL YEAH!” about something, then say no.

Meaning: When deciding whether to commit to something, if I feel anything less than, “Wow! That would be amazing! Absolutely! Hell yeah!” – then my answer is no.

I feel like I’ve spent much of my life aspiring to this [rather extreme] decision making model – using it more as a guiding principle than dogmatic doctrine.

Currently, I’m working full time doing something that doesn’t make me say “HELL YEAH” but which I recognize as having immense educational value for me personally (building an extremely high-end second home for someone).  I have a conversation with myself on a nearly daily basis, where I questions whether I should be living more boldly, pushing myself harder (but compassionately) to reach my fuller potential – doing work and living in a way that feel like a more authentic expression of my beliefs and passions.

Is becoming a master builder really a skill-set I want to devote 10,000 hours developing in this life? Probably not.  But does deepening my [already pretty good] mechanical skills as a builder seems useful and in line with my life goals?  Yes.

More and more, I’m coming to the conclusion that I’m not prewired to become a master at any one, clearly definable thing.  So far, I seem to have proven good at learning something about or getting good at a lot of different things, and then finding connections and leverage points between then to make successful combinations.

Building mastery tends to be about drawing clearly defined framework around a specific set of knowledge and skills, and then devoting the time (usually at least 10,000 hours) of practice and experimentation to hone mastery within that framework.  Ironically, what I seem to be really good at is drawing lots of different frameworks around situation, that allow for new and alternative possibilities.

In some ways, I see my life as an experiment in the art of possibility.  This consists of seeing how much I can expand the framework I’m drawing around my life and the world around me to open up new and exciting possibilities.

But where does that leave me today?  Who knows.  But I feel grateful to be living a life so full and abundant that I even need to ask myself these kind of questions.  What a gift, to have the space, privilege and support to conduct these kinds of experiments in the art of possibility.  What a gift it is to be alive.

And, I think perhaps my life is due for a little more “HELL YEAH!”  Why not?

Guatemala – Lake Atitlan Sunrise

On the last day of the trek from Xela to Lake Atitlan, we got up at 4:00 and hiked 40 minutes to a ridge to watch the sunrise over the lake – which was, to put it simply, incredible.

 

Guatemala – Three Day Trek From Xela to Lake Atitlan

We spent the weekend (Saturday – Monday) hiking 46 km through rolling back country from Xela to Lake Atitlan – which is one of the most beautiful lake I’ve ever seen.  The two and half day journey was lead by a super cool organization called QuetzalTrekkers.  The volunteer run organization puts all the money it raises by leading treks all over the Xela region toward runner a school and dormitory for street kids in the area.  The hike took us through the very up-and-down landscape that was shaped by the regions volcanoes (to nearly 10,000 ft. a couple times).  We stayed two nights in small villages, where the local people still primarily speak their native tongue, and spanish is a clear second language.  There we about 15 of us on the trek, and it was a super fun way to spend some time with travelers from all over the world – many lovely connections were made.  If you’re ever in the region, a trek with QuetalTrekkers is not to be missed!

On the last day of the trek, we got up at 4:00 and hiked 40 minutes to a ridge overlooking Lake Atitlan to watch the sunrise over the lake – which was, to put it simply, incredible.  Photos of the sunrise can be seen here.