2011 – The Year of Living Consicously

If Socrates’ maxim “an unexamined life is not worth living” rings true, I lived 2011 with a vengeance.

January Abby and I visit Haiti for a week to lay out the foundations of the Be Like Brit orphanage.  We stop in Miami for R&R on our return where Abby comes down with Dengue fever.  She recovers after eight days in the natural course of things, despite $75K plus of erratic American healthcare.

February I fly thousands of miles designing hospitals. I begin to question the point of the work; it used to be about helping others, now it’s more about feeding the healthcare behemoth.

March I complete the design and proposal to build a new school for Mission of Hope International in Grand Goave,Haiti.  We receive a $350,000 construction grant from a German agency.

April brings spring and an escapist fantasy – could I take a long bike ride this summer to shake off my malaise?

May Abby graduates from UMass Amherst with Honors and celebration.  I ride my bike ninety miles out and back to test the feel of a long ride.  Four hours of heavy rain fails to dampen my enthusiasm.  I spend a week in Haiti laying out the foundation for the new school.  When I return I negotiate a seven week vacation from TRO JB.

June is a month of intense work and travel; I race to finish my client work.

July 19 I fly toDenver, pick up my new touring bike, and cycle the Children’s Hospital Courage Classic over the Rockies with my family. On July 26 I head east on the bike to visit family in Oklahoma.

August is a month of solitary bliss; pedaling during the day, writing my blog at night.  I ride the blue highways, stay in vintage motels, eat local food, visit roadside attractions, and fall in love with the countryside and the people I meet along the way.

September 4 – 3,050 miles in seven weeks!  I finish the book I wrote along my journey, Pedaling Principles, while adjusting to regular life once more.

October I complete my 600th Bikram yoga class since I began in 2009.  My practice provides deep benefits of health and introspection.

November brings a coup to TRO JB!  Rumors fly, heads roll, hard times compel good people act in desperate ways.  I take the chaos as a sign to reassess.

December 27.  I am back in Haiti. I will supervise construction of the orphanage and school for two weeks every month through 2012.  I am retaining a consultant relationship at TRO JB.  Andy says I’m retired; I tell him I am exploring work opportunities where money is not a factor.

I am grateful for this year of change and growth, for the wonder of our country at a very slow pace, for the grand old four family house in Cambridge that gives me financial independence and my stupendous housemate Paul who keeps things humming while I follow my heart, for Abby and Andy’s maturity and fellowship, and for TRO JB’s understanding.

I am excited about the prospects that 2012 offers.  I hope that each of you find similar energy in your own passions.

 

 

 

Christmas with

Abby and Andy

About paulefallon

Greetings reader. I am a writer, architect, cyclist and father from Cambridge, MA. My primary blog, theawkwardpose.com is an archive of all my published writing. The title refers to a sequence of three yoga positions that increase focus and build strength by shifting the body’s center of gravity. The objective is balance without stability. My writing addresses opposing tension in our world, and my attempt to find balance through understanding that opposition. During 2015-2106 I am cycling through all 48 mainland United States and asking the question "How will we live tomorrow?" That journey is chronicled in a dedicated blog, www.howwillwelivetomorrw.com, that includes personal writing related to my adventure as well as others' responses to my question. Thank you for visiting.
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