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LA triggered a prose about repose. Read it and see a collection of images, link in my profile.
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #losangeles
I'm home! After a full month without Bramf, I was wondering what the reunion would feel like, and wondering if my needs have changed, perhaps changing my desire for vanlife. Questions have been answered. I missed it, and now am a bit sad it'll only be 2 weeks back in the van before hopping over seas for the next couple of months.

Given that we are currently in California, where should we adventure for the next couple of weeks?
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
I'm home! After a full month without Bramf, I was wondering what the reunion would feel like, and wondering if my needs have changed, perhaps changing my desire for vanlife. Questions have been answered. I missed it, and now am a bit sad it'll only be 2 weeks back in the van before hopping over seas for the next couple of months. Given that we are currently in California, where should we adventure for the next couple of weeks? #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
While my feet miss the dirt, my nostrils the smell of fresh air, my eyes the epic mountain ranges or Milky Way, my ears hearing nothing but silence... being in NYC the last 2 weeks has been its own adventure. The people, the stories and conversation, the food, the creativity and serendipity... being on the other end of the spectrum was quite needed. It zipped right in by! Easily could do another few weeks here, but alas it's time to start packing bags and head out at the end of the weekend.
Thanks to @donalddesantis @lina_land @litowitz @aliciasilly for the love and hospitality!
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #nyc
While my feet miss the dirt, my nostrils the smell of fresh air, my eyes the epic mountain ranges or Milky Way, my ears hearing nothing but silence... being in NYC the last 2 weeks has been its own adventure. The people, the stories and conversation, the food, the creativity and serendipity... being on the other end of the spectrum was quite needed. It zipped right in by! Easily could do another few weeks here, but alas it's time to start packing bags and head out at the end of the weekend. Thanks to @donalddesantis @lina_land @litowitz @aliciasilly for the love and hospitality! #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #nyc 
Teton views from the Cunningham cabin.🏚 The full-time travel lifestyle has it's own set of challenges, but the payoff is right outside your door every day (ok, ok, so maybe not on those random Walmart stopovers😜). •
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#nationalparkgeek #tetoncollective #findyourpark #grandtetons #rvlife #fulltimetravel #sonyalpha #sonytribe #sonyimages #sony #alphacollective #moodygrams #bevisuallyinspired #agameoftones #aov #ig_shotz #ig_countryside #ig_photooftheday #ig_mood #wyoming #lifestylephotography #nvrtmrw #neveridle #roamtheplanet #ditchingsuburbia
Teton views from the Cunningham cabin.🏚 The full-time travel lifestyle has it's own set of challenges, but the payoff is right outside your door every day (ok, ok, so maybe not on those random Walmart stopovers😜). • • • • • #nationalparkgeek  #tetoncollective  #findyourpark  #grandtetons  #rvlife  #fulltimetravel  #sonyalpha  #sonytribe  #sonyimages  #sony  #alphacollective  #moodygrams  #bevisuallyinspired  #agameoftones  #aov  #ig_shotz  #ig_countryside  #ig_photooftheday  #ig_mood  #wyoming  #lifestylephotography  #nvrtmrw  #neveridle  #roamtheplanet  #ditchingsuburbia 
When was the last time you gazed at the stars? 📸@kylekesterson

#nvrtmrw #bramflife
When was the last time you gazed at the stars? 📸@kylekesterson #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
For the next two weeks, I'm in NYC. This city always stirs up a creative whirlwind and challenges my comfort zones. This time I'm here to play, connect with some of my favorite humans, and grow as a storyteller. More on that shortly...
#nvrtmrw #backpacklife
For the next two weeks, I'm in NYC. This city always stirs up a creative whirlwind and challenges my comfort zones. This time I'm here to play, connect with some of my favorite humans, and grow as a storyteller. More on that shortly... #nvrtmrw  #backpacklife 
Last February we started manifesting a new adventure rig. Something that’s safer than our motorhome and can take us into uneven terrain. This weekend it became a reality. We’re now halfway there with this 2003 Chevy 2500HD. Next up is finding a #truckcamper. The next chapter is upon us! ••• #4x4 #chevy2500hd #overland #adventurerig #offroad #nvrtmrw
Last February we started manifesting a new adventure rig. Something that’s safer than our motorhome and can take us into uneven terrain. This weekend it became a reality. We’re now halfway there with this 2003 Chevy 2500HD. Next up is finding a #truckcamper . The next chapter is upon us! ••• #4x4  #chevy2500hd  #overland  #adventurerig  #offroad  #nvrtmrw 
Well my time in the Revel comes to an end, for now, but the moments around the campfire in the middle of the woods will not soon be forgotten. It was a fun trip with my friend, and fellow van-lifer, Kathleen! It's not very often you can share tiny living space with someone and not want to kill each other. Instead it was a collaborative effort when it came to cooking and cleaning, and even just being able to get each other something from the back without having to pull over was a seemingly insignificant but overall huge benefit. With a number of the messages we've received, it seems it's easy to assume that because you share a van means you share a bed, but the opposite is true. The Revel has a dinette that turns into another bed, which gave us our own personal space entirely. It made me appreciate the layout more than I thought I'd ever like it, as I typically like open spaces like my Travato. If you ever have a chance to roadtrip with, or meet Kathleen on the road, do it! Start by following her at @tinyhousetinyfootprint and @vanlifediaries. Thanks for tuning in!
#winnvanlife #revelinthemoment #nvrtmrw #notacouple
Well my time in the Revel comes to an end, for now, but the moments around the campfire in the middle of the woods will not soon be forgotten. It was a fun trip with my friend, and fellow van-lifer, Kathleen! It's not very often you can share tiny living space with someone and not want to kill each other. Instead it was a collaborative effort when it came to cooking and cleaning, and even just being able to get each other something from the back without having to pull over was a seemingly insignificant but overall huge benefit. With a number of the messages we've received, it seems it's easy to assume that because you share a van means you share a bed, but the opposite is true. The Revel has a dinette that turns into another bed, which gave us our own personal space entirely. It made me appreciate the layout more than I thought I'd ever like it, as I typically like open spaces like my Travato. If you ever have a chance to roadtrip with, or meet Kathleen on the road, do it! Start by following her at @tinyhousetinyfootprint and @vanlifediaries. Thanks for tuning in! #winnvanlife  #revelinthemoment  #nvrtmrw  #notacouple 
Last night made the whole trip worth it! We ended up in Nantahala National Forest on a back road that looked like it hadn't been used in ages. I clung to the outside of the driver's side door, standing on the step rail as @tinyhousetinyfootprint whipped around the Fall leaf-plastered path. The Revel kept climbing with no hesitation, until we ended up at a super remote spot we called home for the night. I've never heard sooo many nightcrawling creatures surrounding us, which inspired a night hike into the sticks. It was uncomfortable and we almost turned back a few times, but acknowledging it was just fear, pressed on. And so glad we did, because we ended up at a waterfall, which I've never seen at night! Need more of these in my life.
#winnvanlife #nvrtmrw #notacouple
Last night made the whole trip worth it! We ended up in Nantahala National Forest on a back road that looked like it hadn't been used in ages. I clung to the outside of the driver's side door, standing on the step rail as @tinyhousetinyfootprint whipped around the Fall leaf-plastered path. The Revel kept climbing with no hesitation, until we ended up at a super remote spot we called home for the night. I've never heard sooo many nightcrawling creatures surrounding us, which inspired a night hike into the sticks. It was uncomfortable and we almost turned back a few times, but acknowledging it was just fear, pressed on. And so glad we did, because we ended up at a waterfall, which I've never seen at night! Need more of these in my life. #winnvanlife  #nvrtmrw  #notacouple 
A refreshing feel of Fall as we enter into the Great Smoke Mountain National Park. Yesterday we stopped as a massive Bull Elk and his cows were crossing, and a few times he gave this loud shriek, telling us to stay away. Humbled by these massive creatures in this beautiful place.
#winnvanlife #revelinthemoment #nvrtmrw
A refreshing feel of Fall as we enter into the Great Smoke Mountain National Park. Yesterday we stopped as a massive Bull Elk and his cows were crossing, and a few times he gave this loud shriek, telling us to stay away. Humbled by these massive creatures in this beautiful place. #winnvanlife  #revelinthemoment  #nvrtmrw 
"... if you do follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life you ought to be living is the one you are living." Joseph Campbell sums it all up.
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This week I helped launch the Winnebago Revel, this insane 4x4 adventure van to the world. They gave me the first set of keys to take it up to 12,000ft in Colorado to let me go play. I brought a few filmmakers and we captured a day in Bean and I's life. Watch the film, link in my profile.
📽: @armosastudios 
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #winnvanlife
"... if you do follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life you ought to be living is the one you are living." Joseph Campbell sums it all up. • This week I helped launch the Winnebago Revel, this insane 4x4 adventure van to the world. They gave me the first set of keys to take it up to 12,000ft in Colorado to let me go play. I brought a few filmmakers and we captured a day in Bean and I's life. Watch the film, link in my profile. 📽: @armosastudios #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #winnvanlife 
You know that little felty sponge mechanism that's on a tape deck that makes direct contact with the cassette tape as it runs over it? That thing, that as there is movement across it, we hear sound, music, art, life? Every passing day I feel more like this simple felty sponge. I don't collect and reflect beyond mere moments, I don't anticipate and predict, or even dream and hope. I just keep noticing the ground in front of me changes every day. Different locations. Different styles of shoes passing passing by. Hearing different accents, different stories, different perspectives. But what I keep hearing that's the same, is everyone wants the same thing. It's what gets each of us out of bed. Gives us the energy to accomplish tasks. To endure the dramas. To look at a screen. Over, and over and over and over. It's what creates our deepest fears and winds up our deepest anxieties. What gives us the most energy and imagination. It's what makes us human. It's what makes us a living organism. It's... you already know what it is.
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
You know that little felty sponge mechanism that's on a tape deck that makes direct contact with the cassette tape as it runs over it? That thing, that as there is movement across it, we hear sound, music, art, life? Every passing day I feel more like this simple felty sponge. I don't collect and reflect beyond mere moments, I don't anticipate and predict, or even dream and hope. I just keep noticing the ground in front of me changes every day. Different locations. Different styles of shoes passing passing by. Hearing different accents, different stories, different perspectives. But what I keep hearing that's the same, is everyone wants the same thing. It's what gets each of us out of bed. Gives us the energy to accomplish tasks. To endure the dramas. To look at a screen. Over, and over and over and over. It's what creates our deepest fears and winds up our deepest anxieties. What gives us the most energy and imagination. It's what makes us human. It's what makes us a living organism. It's... you already know what it is. #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
Storm before the bigger storm. Earlier this week I left my van and Bean back in California, and headed east just in time to get a taste of Irma. But Irma isn't the storm that has my senses firing and bracing for impact. Two major projects, forces of nature, I've been putting my attention on have managed to collide and align with timing. In the next few days, I'll be helping launch 3 products, 13 films, 2 groups, and partnering in a crazy week long adventure / social media tour.
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During this process, it has put to work all of what I've learned in the last decade with product development, storytelling, tech and tools, and most importantly, task management and communication. It's helped me manage collectively, almost 40 very talented and opinionated people. My incessant need for clarity, simplification, and being action-oriented has become my newly recognized superpower and I'm addicted to the productivity of it all working harmoniously. I'm really proud and excited to show you what I've been up to. Stay tuned!
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
Storm before the bigger storm. Earlier this week I left my van and Bean back in California, and headed east just in time to get a taste of Irma. But Irma isn't the storm that has my senses firing and bracing for impact. Two major projects, forces of nature, I've been putting my attention on have managed to collide and align with timing. In the next few days, I'll be helping launch 3 products, 13 films, 2 groups, and partnering in a crazy week long adventure / social media tour. • During this process, it has put to work all of what I've learned in the last decade with product development, storytelling, tech and tools, and most importantly, task management and communication. It's helped me manage collectively, almost 40 very talented and opinionated people. My incessant need for clarity, simplification, and being action-oriented has become my newly recognized superpower and I'm addicted to the productivity of it all working harmoniously. I'm really proud and excited to show you what I've been up to. Stay tuned! #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
Something about this moment makes me want to change careers to do floral arrangements. 🤔🌸
#winnvanlife
Something about this moment makes me want to change careers to do floral arrangements. 🤔🌸 #winnvanlife 
Humans are strange. We can take objects, materials, and moments, and qualify them, making them mean something. In my later years I've struggled with this sentimentality. I've struggled with ritual and ceremony. In that struggle, I've stopped feeling magic, stopped feeling emotion. That was of course, until entering the Temple at Burning Man. At first it was just a beautiful arrangement of wood, truly a work of art. It was day one, so it was mostly barren. But there were already a few photos, and stories on walls commemorating the life of a person that was lost. This was a place to grieve and heal. Without thinking too much about it and just wanting to commit to my promise to participate when possible, I picked up a nearby marker, found an open block of wood and started writing a letter to my dear friend Bob. It had been 1 year to the day since cancer stole him. My gut started to tighten. Then I found another space across the temple and wrote a letter to my dear friend Jon, who suicide stole. 3 words in and I broke. Third time crying in 6 years, the blockage finally released. From that moment forward through the Burn, I felt connected to my heart. I felt human. I've been able to feel and cry as others experienced their own pains. I still haven't been able to fully talk about the Temple without feeling that humanness creep up and take hold. And I love it. Watching it burn the final night, tens of thousands of people sat in silence, hearing the crackling of the raging inferno. Thousands of stories, mementos, memories of loved ones. Thousands of fears, pains, and things holding people back, swirling upward into the night sky. It was the most peaceful and eerie night of Burning Man, and I'm grateful I stuck around to have it be the day to usher in my birthday, a new year, a new me.
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #burningman2017
Humans are strange. We can take objects, materials, and moments, and qualify them, making them mean something. In my later years I've struggled with this sentimentality. I've struggled with ritual and ceremony. In that struggle, I've stopped feeling magic, stopped feeling emotion. That was of course, until entering the Temple at Burning Man. At first it was just a beautiful arrangement of wood, truly a work of art. It was day one, so it was mostly barren. But there were already a few photos, and stories on walls commemorating the life of a person that was lost. This was a place to grieve and heal. Without thinking too much about it and just wanting to commit to my promise to participate when possible, I picked up a nearby marker, found an open block of wood and started writing a letter to my dear friend Bob. It had been 1 year to the day since cancer stole him. My gut started to tighten. Then I found another space across the temple and wrote a letter to my dear friend Jon, who suicide stole. 3 words in and I broke. Third time crying in 6 years, the blockage finally released. From that moment forward through the Burn, I felt connected to my heart. I felt human. I've been able to feel and cry as others experienced their own pains. I still haven't been able to fully talk about the Temple without feeling that humanness creep up and take hold. And I love it. Watching it burn the final night, tens of thousands of people sat in silence, hearing the crackling of the raging inferno. Thousands of stories, mementos, memories of loved ones. Thousands of fears, pains, and things holding people back, swirling upward into the night sky. It was the most peaceful and eerie night of Burning Man, and I'm grateful I stuck around to have it be the day to usher in my birthday, a new year, a new me. #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #burningman2017 
Masculine energy. That's what the night of the Man burn was described to me as before witnessing it for myself. And boy was it. It was celebration, excitement, light and sound systems dialed to 10, rage and party. The rest of the night felt like being in a malfunctioning video game. Overwhelming, is an understatement. I was ready to go home afterwards, but was convinced to stay for the next night. The Temple burn. That post is next...
#nvrtmrw bramflife #burningman2017
Masculine energy. That's what the night of the Man burn was described to me as before witnessing it for myself. And boy was it. It was celebration, excitement, light and sound systems dialed to 10, rage and party. The rest of the night felt like being in a malfunctioning video game. Overwhelming, is an understatement. I was ready to go home afterwards, but was convinced to stay for the next night. The Temple burn. That post is next... #nvrtmrw  bramflife #burningman2017 
"There you are! Guys, I found Kyle!" ... The first evening of the Burn, we rode to the Tree of Ténéré to dance. At one point I felt a need to have my own space, so I turned from the tree and walked into the darkness of the playa without even thinking to tell the group. I ventured deep, found a spot to sit and be with my thoughts, and an hour or so later, the entire armada of bikes came rolling past and they stumbled upon me. When I learned they were looking for me, it hit me... I'm not used to people missing me, or searching for me. I usually just disappear into landscapes and travel at whim, then come back, those none the wiser. This feeling of being missed was a comforting and pleasant one, and was a moment of what it felt like to be part of a tribe. From then on, it was all cuddle puddles, dance parties, and making sure we all took care of each other's needs. Rarely is it hard to say goodbye, but it's been a real struggle parting from my playa fam this week. But I know it won't be long until our paths cross again.
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #burningman2017
"There you are! Guys, I found Kyle!" ... The first evening of the Burn, we rode to the Tree of Ténéré to dance. At one point I felt a need to have my own space, so I turned from the tree and walked into the darkness of the playa without even thinking to tell the group. I ventured deep, found a spot to sit and be with my thoughts, and an hour or so later, the entire armada of bikes came rolling past and they stumbled upon me. When I learned they were looking for me, it hit me... I'm not used to people missing me, or searching for me. I usually just disappear into landscapes and travel at whim, then come back, those none the wiser. This feeling of being missed was a comforting and pleasant one, and was a moment of what it felt like to be part of a tribe. From then on, it was all cuddle puddles, dance parties, and making sure we all took care of each other's needs. Rarely is it hard to say goodbye, but it's been a real struggle parting from my playa fam this week. But I know it won't be long until our paths cross again. #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #burningman2017 
Inside our own swirling worlds of noise, busyness, flaws, and insecurities, we don't often get the opportunity to see who we are for another person. But there is someone who you know, perhaps even some who you don't, whose canvas inside their mind and heart would be dull and gray, if not for the mere presence of you. Simply by you just being, you bring interest, focus, light, clarity, inspiration, and joy to their life. Despite what you see in you as stress, drama, and darkness, you are an irreplaceable gift. Whether you hear it or not from them... thank you, and I love you.
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #burningman2017
Inside our own swirling worlds of noise, busyness, flaws, and insecurities, we don't often get the opportunity to see who we are for another person. But there is someone who you know, perhaps even some who you don't, whose canvas inside their mind and heart would be dull and gray, if not for the mere presence of you. Simply by you just being, you bring interest, focus, light, clarity, inspiration, and joy to their life. Despite what you see in you as stress, drama, and darkness, you are an irreplaceable gift. Whether you hear it or not from them... thank you, and I love you. #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #burningman2017 
If you ever in #utah you should go to Antelope Island. Very cool place. #antelopeisland #cool #bison #skies #ut #summer #optoutside #free #grass #wild #wildlife #beauty #adventureawaits #roadtrip #fun #nvrtmrw #nofilter #l4l #followme
Heaven? This is the second year in a row I've stared into a Milky Way during the Perseid shower, void of light pollution. Last year in Death Valley below sea level, this year in the complete opposite in Telluride at 12k feet. Under the galaxy, it's all the same. I stood under both, enveloped completely, at peace, feeling tiiiny, and just feeling joy and awe all throughout my entire being. I like this ritual. I wonder where it'll be next year...
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
Heaven? This is the second year in a row I've stared into a Milky Way during the Perseid shower, void of light pollution. Last year in Death Valley below sea level, this year in the complete opposite in Telluride at 12k feet. Under the galaxy, it's all the same. I stood under both, enveloped completely, at peace, feeling tiiiny, and just feeling joy and awe all throughout my entire being. I like this ritual. I wonder where it'll be next year... #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
As if it weren't difficult enough to catch my breath with the air so thin, these views had to go a take the rest away.
📷: @wills_stills 
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #winnvanlife
As if it weren't difficult enough to catch my breath with the air so thin, these views had to go a take the rest away. 📷: @wills_stills #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #winnvanlife 
What happens when you get too many Travatos together in the same place... ⚡️⚡️⚡️
#winnvanlife #winnebagolife #winnebago
About as good as I could do. It's absolutely mesmerizing to allow your mind to wander through the complexity of our solar system, cluster, Galaxy, universe. Days like today make you feel small.
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#eclipse #eclipse2017 #space #moon #natureisart #skyporn #hashtag #nvrtmrw
Dax and Bean have it so ruff.
#doglife #nvrtmrw #campingwithdogs
Work/Life balance, to me, is failure.
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Sitting here, above 12k ft, among an entire skyline of 14k ft mountains, I'm reflecting on "success". Growing up and looking around, I learned that achieving success was metaphorically like climbing a mountain. And on top of that mountain is a box labeled SUCCESS. In that box is everything that fulfills me. Makes me whole. Completely comfortable in my own skin. Unfortunately I spent the first part of my life thinking it would be something material. It would be some label of status. Something I can show the rest of the world that would validate me. Up until today, I've learned time and time again that these do not make me whole. I know it sounds obvious when saying it aloud, but then why do we spend so much time striving for it?
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What I've come to learn is that success is not at all a box at the top of a mountain. Success IS the mountain. Sitting, physically, on top of this mountain, with my best friend, even somehow finding a way to earn income to literally sit here, is one of the most satisfying, fulfilling, healing, and inspiring moments of my life. 
Success to me, right now, is having found "Work~Life Mesh". Work/Life balance means work and life sit diametrically opposed on opposite ends of a balancing scale. If I can do one thing long enough or well enough, I can have these other moments for life. Mesh is having found work that requires me to live life, and by living life, I'm feeding myself. I don't know how long I can keep it up, but it's the success I'm striving for.
#nvrtmrw #bramlife
📷: @weswages
Work/Life balance, to me, is failure. • Sitting here, above 12k ft, among an entire skyline of 14k ft mountains, I'm reflecting on "success". Growing up and looking around, I learned that achieving success was metaphorically like climbing a mountain. And on top of that mountain is a box labeled SUCCESS. In that box is everything that fulfills me. Makes me whole. Completely comfortable in my own skin. Unfortunately I spent the first part of my life thinking it would be something material. It would be some label of status. Something I can show the rest of the world that would validate me. Up until today, I've learned time and time again that these do not make me whole. I know it sounds obvious when saying it aloud, but then why do we spend so much time striving for it? • What I've come to learn is that success is not at all a box at the top of a mountain. Success IS the mountain. Sitting, physically, on top of this mountain, with my best friend, even somehow finding a way to earn income to literally sit here, is one of the most satisfying, fulfilling, healing, and inspiring moments of my life. Success to me, right now, is having found "Work~Life Mesh". Work/Life balance means work and life sit diametrically opposed on opposite ends of a balancing scale. If I can do one thing long enough or well enough, I can have these other moments for life. Mesh is having found work that requires me to live life, and by living life, I'm feeding myself. I don't know how long I can keep it up, but it's the success I'm striving for. #nvrtmrw  #bramlife  📷: @weswages
#tbt to Sedona magic with my good pal @kylekesterson. A place I must return to. ••• #hiking #sedona #gobecauseyoucan #nvrtmrw
@marcnager celebrates life above 12,000ft. Isn't triumph such a visceral and satisfying experience? The greater the feeling of bliss, relief, and contentment comes in direct contrast to the effort, the risk, and the fear preceding completion. 
When is the last time you felt an expressive explosion of victory? What did you triumph over? What are you seeking triumph over now?
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
@marcnager celebrates life above 12,000ft. Isn't triumph such a visceral and satisfying experience? The greater the feeling of bliss, relief, and contentment comes in direct contrast to the effort, the risk, and the fear preceding completion. When is the last time you felt an expressive explosion of victory? What did you triumph over? What are you seeking triumph over now? #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
High up at 12,204ft, among the San Juan mountain range in Colorado, ghostly remnants of lives once lived. Stories embedded deeply within the objects left to rust, rot, and break down. No longer attached to the people that owned and used them. Their legacy, teachings, stories, memories, all reduced to ether.
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In just a matter of heartbeats, what remains of us will also be reduced to collected and recalled memories. At least for as long as they get passed around until the rest of us run out of breath to share them. The stories we share are those that change us, that make us feel differently about ourselves, see the world differently, understand our capabilities and limitations better. That evoke laughter, tears, frustration. To think and to feel.
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The need to live a life that is worthy of a story is deeply embedded in our DNA. For some, more than others. However, whether or not we strive to live those lives and extend that legacy for however long, what material we create, will long outlive our stories. The footprint from our objects will become relics that future generations will come across, wondering who might have owned it, used it,  created it, and what stories are embedded within it. While at some point our identity may no longer carry forward, our decisions today will shape tomorrow. It’s one thing to come across a boot, it’ll be another to come across the hordes of landfills.
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The older I get, the less I want to be remembered by my material footprint, and more by my stories. Even if that means being ok that my stories and memories will eventually fade.
Stories > Stuff
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
High up at 12,204ft, among the San Juan mountain range in Colorado, ghostly remnants of lives once lived. Stories embedded deeply within the objects left to rust, rot, and break down. No longer attached to the people that owned and used them. Their legacy, teachings, stories, memories, all reduced to ether. · In just a matter of heartbeats, what remains of us will also be reduced to collected and recalled memories. At least for as long as they get passed around until the rest of us run out of breath to share them. The stories we share are those that change us, that make us feel differently about ourselves, see the world differently, understand our capabilities and limitations better. That evoke laughter, tears, frustration. To think and to feel. · The need to live a life that is worthy of a story is deeply embedded in our DNA. For some, more than others. However, whether or not we strive to live those lives and extend that legacy for however long, what material we create, will long outlive our stories. The footprint from our objects will become relics that future generations will come across, wondering who might have owned it, used it, created it, and what stories are embedded within it. While at some point our identity may no longer carry forward, our decisions today will shape tomorrow. It’s one thing to come across a boot, it’ll be another to come across the hordes of landfills. · The older I get, the less I want to be remembered by my material footprint, and more by my stories. Even if that means being ok that my stories and memories will eventually fade. Stories > Stuff #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
"Fake it til you make it" was something I heard repeatedly growing up. The *intended* takeaway was that if I acted that something were real, it eventually would be, and that I can create my own reality by my projected thoughts and actions. And so how magically true manifestation and attraction responds in that way.
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However what also slipped in there, due to the language of "fake it", was that I was lying. So even when something materialized, I felt like it came from a disingenuous place, and I felt like a fraud. And at some point I'd get caught, which would bring about consequences. Successes were being built upon fear. I've struggled with ever feeling like I deserved any good that came into my life, and so I'd find ways to sabotage it, likely to be the one in charge of my own downfall, rather than give that power to someone else.
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It's only now that I'm starting to understand there is no such thing as faking. Every thought, word, and action drops a pebble, or boulder, into the pond of what is and what can be. Rippling across the mesh of reality, until it transforms into the material.
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If I were to re-craft the mantra to be more accurate, effective, but built upon confidence and not fear, I'd say ---
"Make it small, until you make it big."
At first it's so small only we can see it. But with enough reinforcing thought, word, and action, it'll become real to those around and beyond us.
That said, "I'm going to Bali!"
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #pixelstick
"Fake it til you make it" was something I heard repeatedly growing up. The *intended* takeaway was that if I acted that something were real, it eventually would be, and that I can create my own reality by my projected thoughts and actions. And so how magically true manifestation and attraction responds in that way. • However what also slipped in there, due to the language of "fake it", was that I was lying. So even when something materialized, I felt like it came from a disingenuous place, and I felt like a fraud. And at some point I'd get caught, which would bring about consequences. Successes were being built upon fear. I've struggled with ever feeling like I deserved any good that came into my life, and so I'd find ways to sabotage it, likely to be the one in charge of my own downfall, rather than give that power to someone else. • It's only now that I'm starting to understand there is no such thing as faking. Every thought, word, and action drops a pebble, or boulder, into the pond of what is and what can be. Rippling across the mesh of reality, until it transforms into the material. • If I were to re-craft the mantra to be more accurate, effective, but built upon confidence and not fear, I'd say --- "Make it small, until you make it big." At first it's so small only we can see it. But with enough reinforcing thought, word, and action, it'll become real to those around and beyond us. That said, "I'm going to Bali!" #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #pixelstick 
Perseid showers 🌠
This image is a receipt of a moment, a reminder of what once existed. A peek into a cosmic dance that has taken place long before us, and will take place long after us. Debris, swirling and colliding. The relationship between matter and energy. That relationship is the essence of everything. All we are, and all we know, is simply this relationship. Of matter. Of energy.
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There was an origin, before every cell replicated and divided. A point at which the first proton attached to the first neutron. The intention and the driving force that tipped the first domino that has been falling eternally forward to what has eventually taken shape as you, as I, as us, as this... is the divine force of creation. The will for life.
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This is what it means that we are all connected and the same. That there is no true separation. That all of the ways in which humanity has come to create and classify division; class, race, sex, religion, style, citizenship, species... it is a manufactured lie for an insidious plot. To turn someone away who is hungry, is to starve ourself. To fight another, is to be at war with ourself. To lie to, cheat on, and steal from, is to harm ourself. Love thy neighbor as ourself, because our neighbor is ourself. Love thy planet as we love ourself, for if our home is sick, we are sick.
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How have we let something so simply and importantly true, become so completely impossible to agree to and act upon? The action or inaction of this acceptance, or continued denial, will be what determines if we survive. However, whether or not humanity lives or dies, Perseid will still shower.
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
Perseid showers 🌠 This image is a receipt of a moment, a reminder of what once existed. A peek into a cosmic dance that has taken place long before us, and will take place long after us. Debris, swirling and colliding. The relationship between matter and energy. That relationship is the essence of everything. All we are, and all we know, is simply this relationship. Of matter. Of energy. • There was an origin, before every cell replicated and divided. A point at which the first proton attached to the first neutron. The intention and the driving force that tipped the first domino that has been falling eternally forward to what has eventually taken shape as you, as I, as us, as this... is the divine force of creation. The will for life. • This is what it means that we are all connected and the same. That there is no true separation. That all of the ways in which humanity has come to create and classify division; class, race, sex, religion, style, citizenship, species... it is a manufactured lie for an insidious plot. To turn someone away who is hungry, is to starve ourself. To fight another, is to be at war with ourself. To lie to, cheat on, and steal from, is to harm ourself. Love thy neighbor as ourself, because our neighbor is ourself. Love thy planet as we love ourself, for if our home is sick, we are sick. • How have we let something so simply and importantly true, become so completely impossible to agree to and act upon? The action or inaction of this acceptance, or continued denial, will be what determines if we survive. However, whether or not humanity lives or dies, Perseid will still shower. #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
Every time I see this creature be at home in the dirt... laying in it, rolling in it, playing in it... it reminds me how much I'm separated from it. My bare feet covered with cotton, rubber, leather. My skin clothed. A barrier between me and the natural elements. Success these days is making more direct contact.
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #vitaminbean #sleepinthedirt
Every time I see this creature be at home in the dirt... laying in it, rolling in it, playing in it... it reminds me how much I'm separated from it. My bare feet covered with cotton, rubber, leather. My skin clothed. A barrier between me and the natural elements. Success these days is making more direct contact. #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #vitaminbean  #sleepinthedirt 
Greet the day! Nothing like finding those power pellets in life that have us bursting from the seams. For Bean, it could be just as simple as opening the van door, but an added bonus when it's a @zukespets Power Bones. I'm incredibly jealous. I wish my motivation could just come in a bag, but I'm finding more than ever, it's being around certain people, or working on something big and creative with tight deadlines a lot of accountability. Excited to have both at the moment!
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Do you know what your power pellet is? Tell me!
📷: @tinyhousetinyfootprint 
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #vitaminbean #zukes #zukespets
Greet the day! Nothing like finding those power pellets in life that have us bursting from the seams. For Bean, it could be just as simple as opening the van door, but an added bonus when it's a @zukespets Power Bones. I'm incredibly jealous. I wish my motivation could just come in a bag, but I'm finding more than ever, it's being around certain people, or working on something big and creative with tight deadlines a lot of accountability. Excited to have both at the moment! • Do you know what your power pellet is? Tell me! 📷: @tinyhousetinyfootprint #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #vitaminbean  #zukes  #zukespets 
Every day I wake up in my van, look at my walls, and see almost 200 faces of the people that inspire me and I feel blessed to have in my life in some way. But the person who has contributed consistently to help shape who I've become in almost the last decade, is this guy. @mikefolden is a force to be reckoned with, as a creative, as a friend and family member, as a human. He rode shotgun on the trip that changed my life, where #nvrtmrw came to life, to which my lifestyle is an extension of, and his conviction to quality has pushed me to become a better storyteller, better photographer, and a more honest and genuine person all around. As a brand new father, and a best friend and husband to the creature known as @pridja, they together inspire me to think about life as a shared experience. I couldn't be more excited for the new life he's bringing and shaping into the world. If you don't know him, or aren't following him, I send you my pity. Happy birthday dude! ❤️
#nvrtmrw
Every day I wake up in my van, look at my walls, and see almost 200 faces of the people that inspire me and I feel blessed to have in my life in some way. But the person who has contributed consistently to help shape who I've become in almost the last decade, is this guy. @mikefolden is a force to be reckoned with, as a creative, as a friend and family member, as a human. He rode shotgun on the trip that changed my life, where #nvrtmrw  came to life, to which my lifestyle is an extension of, and his conviction to quality has pushed me to become a better storyteller, better photographer, and a more honest and genuine person all around. As a brand new father, and a best friend and husband to the creature known as @pridja, they together inspire me to think about life as a shared experience. I couldn't be more excited for the new life he's bringing and shaping into the world. If you don't know him, or aren't following him, I send you my pity. Happy birthday dude! ❤️ #nvrtmrw 
NO. STAY OUT. DANGER. CONSEQUENCES.
Is this what you read, is this what you believe, is this what you feel... when you see a fence, a wall, a door, or one's guard up? When you see that some human has taken basic materials, such as wood and metal, combined them in a rudimentary way, and stood them up as a divider between where you are and where you can go? When someone gives you silence or changes the topic?
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I see arbitrary and manufactured fear. Sure, intended fear for you and what might happen, which to this day, I'll get my own knot in my stomach. But deeper than that, I see fear that the perpetrator of this wall has that you are dangerous, destructive, invasive, selfish. Fear that you will destroy what they have worked to build and feel they own. Fear that you will harm them, their livelihood and well being.
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Barriers don't hold me back like they used to. They remind me to tread lightly, be respectful and considerate, to take nothing but my own experience, to leave no trace, give where I can, and to be prepared for anything. Sometimes these barriers are on landscapes, sometimes in everyday life, sometimes they are in a single conversation.
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Crossing over and pressing through comes with risk. Risk of physical or emotional harm. But accept that, and we're free. Some label this thinking, that barriers don't apply, as privilege, ignorance, immaturity, whatever... but that's just conditioning. Conditioning to shame and hold each other back. Which is also fear. If you know you're not a threat and your intentions are genuine, press on. Or don't. You can stay left wondering "what if?" and "what was beyond the fence?", and die never knowing, never living, never loving. See you on the other side, one way or another. ✌️
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
NO. STAY OUT. DANGER. CONSEQUENCES. Is this what you read, is this what you believe, is this what you feel... when you see a fence, a wall, a door, or one's guard up? When you see that some human has taken basic materials, such as wood and metal, combined them in a rudimentary way, and stood them up as a divider between where you are and where you can go? When someone gives you silence or changes the topic? • I see arbitrary and manufactured fear. Sure, intended fear for you and what might happen, which to this day, I'll get my own knot in my stomach. But deeper than that, I see fear that the perpetrator of this wall has that you are dangerous, destructive, invasive, selfish. Fear that you will destroy what they have worked to build and feel they own. Fear that you will harm them, their livelihood and well being. • Barriers don't hold me back like they used to. They remind me to tread lightly, be respectful and considerate, to take nothing but my own experience, to leave no trace, give where I can, and to be prepared for anything. Sometimes these barriers are on landscapes, sometimes in everyday life, sometimes they are in a single conversation. • Crossing over and pressing through comes with risk. Risk of physical or emotional harm. But accept that, and we're free. Some label this thinking, that barriers don't apply, as privilege, ignorance, immaturity, whatever... but that's just conditioning. Conditioning to shame and hold each other back. Which is also fear. If you know you're not a threat and your intentions are genuine, press on. Or don't. You can stay left wondering "what if?" and "what was beyond the fence?", and die never knowing, never living, never loving. See you on the other side, one way or another. ✌️ #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
Wake up.
It's a phrase we use to describe consciousness. Being woke vs un-woke. It falls short of being accurate for me. Dreams, for instance, can be some of the most revealing circumstances. The place where ego and filters aren't on, and the allowance of the absurd and fantastical can live to provide even clearer truths. A place void of distractions. Sleep can reveal more consciousness, and allow for more living, than wake.
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The experience of consciousness feels like navigating a landscape. We were born at night, and travel through our environment being dimly lit, enough to make out large shapes and events on the horizon, or only seeing detail as it's presented underneath our feet in the moment. We never get a clear picture of the path we are on or the interesting features and opportunities all around us. But we've never known sunlight, so we travel as if night is normal. Sometimes, more than others, we'll get some moonlight and have more clarity, or the batteries in our flashlight work and we can see tunnels of clarity. Most all of us have never, and will never, experience daylight. Particularly us in the West. Perhaps this is what it means to be enLIGHTened; light coming over a dark landscape of what is, to reveal truth.
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While we have no control over the forces, such as making the sun rise, we can start to understand concepts like direction. Not only were we born at night, but we've been traveling West our whole lives, chasing the set sun. The only logical way to experience light, is to change directions, and head East. 🌄
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
Wake up. It's a phrase we use to describe consciousness. Being woke vs un-woke. It falls short of being accurate for me. Dreams, for instance, can be some of the most revealing circumstances. The place where ego and filters aren't on, and the allowance of the absurd and fantastical can live to provide even clearer truths. A place void of distractions. Sleep can reveal more consciousness, and allow for more living, than wake. • The experience of consciousness feels like navigating a landscape. We were born at night, and travel through our environment being dimly lit, enough to make out large shapes and events on the horizon, or only seeing detail as it's presented underneath our feet in the moment. We never get a clear picture of the path we are on or the interesting features and opportunities all around us. But we've never known sunlight, so we travel as if night is normal. Sometimes, more than others, we'll get some moonlight and have more clarity, or the batteries in our flashlight work and we can see tunnels of clarity. Most all of us have never, and will never, experience daylight. Particularly us in the West. Perhaps this is what it means to be enLIGHTened; light coming over a dark landscape of what is, to reveal truth. • While we have no control over the forces, such as making the sun rise, we can start to understand concepts like direction. Not only were we born at night, but we've been traveling West our whole lives, chasing the set sun. The only logical way to experience light, is to change directions, and head East. 🌄 #nvrtmrw  #bramflife 
First camping trip as three was a major success! ☝️Pro tip: always bring extra diapers. #nvrtmrw #camping
First camping trip as three was a major success! ☝️Pro tip: always bring extra diapers. #nvrtmrw  #camping 
In less than 1 month I'll be inhaling playa dust, wearing god knows what, surrounded by god knows who, feeling god knows how... as The Man burns on the day I turn 33. Yet again, I find myself reminded that I am at the doorstep of a new threshold. A new dimension of growth and experience. But that's just it, the gathering and the ritual, is just a reminder to the increasingly less obvious in an increasingly noisy and demanding world.
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The reality is that every moment of every day, we have these thresholds. But the strength of the current of our own routines, comforts, and expectations, cause us to float alongside them, rather than turn into them.
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For example, rather than show up for what already sits on our calendar, or go to work come Monday, we could just... not. With just a little bit of courage, we could rotate and step off that path. We treat life like an amusement park ride. We get into the teacup, and it jolts forward. In it we spin, and laugh, and sometimes get sick, and the scenery keeps changing, but eventually the ride stops and our time here is done. The ride was built by someone else. The ride lives on a track that is bolted into the ground from beginning to end, and even though we have the steering wheel to spin circles, giving us some sense of control over our experience, it is safe and manufactured control. We are being sold that we are experiencing Alice's journey down the rabbit hole.
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Fuck this ride. This lie. Hop out. I hopped out. Every day is a decision to stay out and veer further from it. This next threshold is no longer just exiting the ride, it's exiting the theme park. Exiting the city. Exiting the state. Exiting the country. Exiting... How many thresholds are there left to exit and enter? That's what I'm curious about. I'll be sure to send postcards. Or rather, wanna come with?
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #burningman2017
In less than 1 month I'll be inhaling playa dust, wearing god knows what, surrounded by god knows who, feeling god knows how... as The Man burns on the day I turn 33. Yet again, I find myself reminded that I am at the doorstep of a new threshold. A new dimension of growth and experience. But that's just it, the gathering and the ritual, is just a reminder to the increasingly less obvious in an increasingly noisy and demanding world. • The reality is that every moment of every day, we have these thresholds. But the strength of the current of our own routines, comforts, and expectations, cause us to float alongside them, rather than turn into them. • For example, rather than show up for what already sits on our calendar, or go to work come Monday, we could just... not. With just a little bit of courage, we could rotate and step off that path. We treat life like an amusement park ride. We get into the teacup, and it jolts forward. In it we spin, and laugh, and sometimes get sick, and the scenery keeps changing, but eventually the ride stops and our time here is done. The ride was built by someone else. The ride lives on a track that is bolted into the ground from beginning to end, and even though we have the steering wheel to spin circles, giving us some sense of control over our experience, it is safe and manufactured control. We are being sold that we are experiencing Alice's journey down the rabbit hole. • Fuck this ride. This lie. Hop out. I hopped out. Every day is a decision to stay out and veer further from it. This next threshold is no longer just exiting the ride, it's exiting the theme park. Exiting the city. Exiting the state. Exiting the country. Exiting... How many thresholds are there left to exit and enter? That's what I'm curious about. I'll be sure to send postcards. Or rather, wanna come with? #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #burningman2017 
Sometimes just one chance encounter can change your life. Change how you think and feel. Can change your health and actions. One such encounter changed all those things.
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As I drove from Durango, CO to Page, AZ, I came across Will, who was taking Crash (cow) and Charlie (dog) for their daily walk. Will was born in New Mexico and grew up in Durango on the farm. Charlie and Crash have grown up together, the best of friends. They sleep together, play together, walk together. Charlie also rides horses, yes, still talking about the dog. Will teased about getting a Purina sponsorship (using Crash's meat).. letting an awkward pause of silence linger, waiting for the joke to sink in. Not to me, but to Crash. He turned to his cow, hugged him and said he was kidding, and Crash started bucking and licking Will. He shared with great conviction about how intelligent and emotional cows are.
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Will, Crash, and Charlie have never left me. As I've continued on my journey, I've stopped on the side of many roads to greet cows. To talk with them, whistle songs for them, feed them, take photos with them (swipe). Their curiosity and gentleness moooves me. Moved me to the point, that one month ago today I stopped putting their meat and flesh into my body.
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I was the type that thought giving up meat was impossible "because BACON!..and ribs...and and", so I first started with if there was anything on a menu that was an option that wasn't meat, I'd order that instead. It was easy. Then I said I'm not going to eat any beef, pork, or chicken for 30 days. Today is 30 days! The hardest part was the social pressure. It felt like what I imagine coming out feels like, to tell someone from the Midwest who was offering me a home cooked, deliciously smelling pile of BBQ that I'm not eating meat. Trying to make it sound interesting. "I'm doing this 30 day challenge... boy I sure picked the wrong month. Haha." Ok, now that month is up. Now I'm just not eating meat and I'm beginning to be at peace about it.
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My next hurdle will be to eliminate fish and eggs. If you have advice for how to get enough protein, while also being able to make *easy* and delicious food from a van... I'd love to hear it!
Sometimes just one chance encounter can change your life. Change how you think and feel. Can change your health and actions. One such encounter changed all those things. • As I drove from Durango, CO to Page, AZ, I came across Will, who was taking Crash (cow) and Charlie (dog) for their daily walk. Will was born in New Mexico and grew up in Durango on the farm. Charlie and Crash have grown up together, the best of friends. They sleep together, play together, walk together. Charlie also rides horses, yes, still talking about the dog. Will teased about getting a Purina sponsorship (using Crash's meat).. letting an awkward pause of silence linger, waiting for the joke to sink in. Not to me, but to Crash. He turned to his cow, hugged him and said he was kidding, and Crash started bucking and licking Will. He shared with great conviction about how intelligent and emotional cows are. • Will, Crash, and Charlie have never left me. As I've continued on my journey, I've stopped on the side of many roads to greet cows. To talk with them, whistle songs for them, feed them, take photos with them (swipe). Their curiosity and gentleness moooves me. Moved me to the point, that one month ago today I stopped putting their meat and flesh into my body. • I was the type that thought giving up meat was impossible "because BACON!..and ribs...and and", so I first started with if there was anything on a menu that was an option that wasn't meat, I'd order that instead. It was easy. Then I said I'm not going to eat any beef, pork, or chicken for 30 days. Today is 30 days! The hardest part was the social pressure. It felt like what I imagine coming out feels like, to tell someone from the Midwest who was offering me a home cooked, deliciously smelling pile of BBQ that I'm not eating meat. Trying to make it sound interesting. "I'm doing this 30 day challenge... boy I sure picked the wrong month. Haha." Ok, now that month is up. Now I'm just not eating meat and I'm beginning to be at peace about it. • My next hurdle will be to eliminate fish and eggs. If you have advice for how to get enough protein, while also being able to make *easy* and delicious food from a van... I'd love to hear it!
MORE. We are taught that happiness and success is built upon it. More is the trophy of achievement. Achievement equals greatness. To be great increases size and weight. Weight holds us down. We seek and honor importance. Importance even has the word import in it. To bring in. To add... more.
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Humanity's obsession with more has polluted the land, ocean, and air. It has polluted our food, our bodies, and our minds. We've blocked out our night sky's window to the universe and have lost perspective of size and time.
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Those I have come to know who are the most at peace, and alive from the inside vs seeking to be alive from the outside, which inherently shine the brightest among us, are those who seek the be the smallest. The lightest. The freest. Those who are without need for more. Kind of like @tinyhousetinyfootprint and Peaches.
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Sometimes all you need is a tent, a longing gaze upward, and a best friend among the infinite.
#nvrtmrw #bramflife #powerpractical
MORE. We are taught that happiness and success is built upon it. More is the trophy of achievement. Achievement equals greatness. To be great increases size and weight. Weight holds us down. We seek and honor importance. Importance even has the word import in it. To bring in. To add... more. • Humanity's obsession with more has polluted the land, ocean, and air. It has polluted our food, our bodies, and our minds. We've blocked out our night sky's window to the universe and have lost perspective of size and time. • Those I have come to know who are the most at peace, and alive from the inside vs seeking to be alive from the outside, which inherently shine the brightest among us, are those who seek the be the smallest. The lightest. The freest. Those who are without need for more. Kind of like @tinyhousetinyfootprint and Peaches. • Sometimes all you need is a tent, a longing gaze upward, and a best friend among the infinite. #nvrtmrw  #bramflife  #powerpractical 
Creatures of the night in our happy place, sleeping among the vast openness with all the windows open, and not a single sound. Instead just a warm, silent desert breeze.
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"Keep your tiny hands, off our public lands!"
#keeppubliclandsinpublichands #bramflife #nvrtmrw
Creatures of the night in our happy place, sleeping among the vast openness with all the windows open, and not a single sound. Instead just a warm, silent desert breeze. • "Keep your tiny hands, off our public lands!" #keeppubliclandsinpublichands  #bramflife  #nvrtmrw 
Just a little #selfie action from the top of #AngelsLanding It was amazingly beautiful and not nearly as hard as people make it out to be. It's a solid insight about life, actually. Going out and doing it, whatever it may be, is never as hard as you build it up in your mind to be. Get off your butt, face your fears, challenge yourself. I promise you will be surprised by everything you're capable of.
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#nvrtmrw #loveyourself #trustyourself #zionnationalpark #utah #zioncanyon #hashtag #nomadlife #aspiringnomad
Just a little #selfie  action from the top of #AngelsLanding  It was amazingly beautiful and not nearly as hard as people make it out to be. It's a solid insight about life, actually. Going out and doing it, whatever it may be, is never as hard as you build it up in your mind to be. Get off your butt, face your fears, challenge yourself. I promise you will be surprised by everything you're capable of. . . . . . . . . #nvrtmrw  #loveyourself  #trustyourself  #zionnationalpark  #utah  #zioncanyon  #hashtag  #nomadlife  #aspiringnomad 
Over 3,000 nature-loving humans marched and gathered together in Salt Lake City, and thousands more all over the U.S, to let our country know how critical it is to protect our public lands, national monuments, and national parks. How short sighted is it to privatize and capitalize on some of the few remaining natural phenomenons, for profit sake, which will come and go? This exploitation is irreversible. And who are we, as one species on this shared home, to dominate and claim ownership in the first place? It's ironic that people today are having to shout "this is our land, don't take it", as we did to native inhabitants. But as a wise Ute tribe elder shared yesterday, "this land, is nobody's and we must keep that way by being stewards and protectors of it."
#publiclands #outdoorretailer #keeppubliclandspublic #nvrtmrw
Over 3,000 nature-loving humans marched and gathered together in Salt Lake City, and thousands more all over the U.S, to let our country know how critical it is to protect our public lands, national monuments, and national parks. How short sighted is it to privatize and capitalize on some of the few remaining natural phenomenons, for profit sake, which will come and go? This exploitation is irreversible. And who are we, as one species on this shared home, to dominate and claim ownership in the first place? It's ironic that people today are having to shout "this is our land, don't take it", as we did to native inhabitants. But as a wise Ute tribe elder shared yesterday, "this land, is nobody's and we must keep that way by being stewards and protectors of it." #publiclands  #outdoorretailer  #keeppubliclandspublic  #nvrtmrw 
At one point in time, this field was untouched. No discernible feature to focus on. If wanting to move forward, choice was endless, almost crippling in deciding which direction to head. At some point, someone came along and made a decision. They used the tools available to them, cleared a path, making choice much clearer for those after them. As we each seek a path and purpose in our life, what matters first is we make decisions. Take action.
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But eventually this hillside became a city, giving birth to our modern world. Paths became streets. Hills became malls, filled with products and solutions. It has become easier than ever to not think, not act, not make decisions. It's become more difficult to stand out and find new frontiers. More difficult, but not impossible. It'd be ironic to lay out a map to a new frontier, so I won't. Instead, I'll just say that I believe it all starts with insatiable curiosity. What's one new question you can ask today that you've never thought to ask? Flirt with it, see where it takes you.
#nvrtmrw #bramflife
At one point in time, this field was untouched. No discernible feature to focus on. If wanting to move forward, choice was endless, almost crippling in deciding which direction to head. At some point, someone came along and made a decision. They used the tools available to them, cleared a path, making choice much clearer for those after them. As we each seek a path and purpose in our life, what matters first is we make decisions. Take action. • But eventually this hillside became a city, giving birth to our modern world. Paths became streets. Hills became malls, filled with products and solutions. It has become easier than ever to not think, not act, not make decisions. It's become more difficult to stand out and find new frontiers. More difficult, but not impossible. It'd be ironic to lay out a map to a new frontier, so I won't. Instead, I'll just say that I believe it all starts with insatiable curiosity. What's one new question you can ask today that you've never thought to ask? Flirt with it, see where it takes you. #nvrtmrw  #bramflife