No Risk, No Story

“No Risk, No Story”

I saw this simple quote the other day and it reminded me to understand how to expect what I’m currently feeling and will feel. I’m reminded of standing at the top of a cornice, strapped into my snowboard, dropping into a chute that will lead to a small cliff to jump off. The risk was inherent but so was the feeling, the sequence of turns and balance at the right moments to land everything and ride away. I’ve also had stories that end in broken bones and the ski patrol standing over me. Risk is easy to think about when it comes to fun things. Recreational stories around adventure and pushing physical limits along with the rush those things bring. The excitement that comes alongside the risk is a lot of fun and results in a lot of good stories even though the outcomes are varying.

There’s another side of the quote though. One I’m feeling right now. Less recreational, more boring and serious consequences. Risk that means waking up in the morning wondering how you’re going to make it work. Risk that brings times it’ll feel like you’re really onto something and times you really think you’re an idiot for doing this, after all. I’ve failed plenty of times with plenty of ideas, and a few have stuck too, but with life there’s no ski patrol above you to make sure you’re okay or splint your metaphorical broken bones. The good and the bad are both part of my story but there’s really two things defining my life; the risks that worked out for the best and the ways I’ve responded after the ones that didn’t.

Right now I’ve got a bit of an intersection where I don’t know what the right way to go is. I don’t know which ledge to jump off of because there’s so much unknown. A few things I thought were sure appear to be going away so I’ve got to adapt, rethink, recreate the way through no matter the obstacles. When the sharp end of risk’s blade points your way is when it’s time to duel. Most great stories have fight scenes.

Growth is an Exchange of Limitless Energy

Growth is a hard subject for me to talk about, even comprehend, sometimes. Namely because I have not grown as much as I would have liked, or experienced growth in the ways which the energy output I have felt I should have expected. The frustration around growth comes from this expectation meeting adversity, trying to understand which direction to go and how hard to try, while being optimistic and realistic at the same time.

The energy growth equation as far as I know is this…

energy you have - energy needed by your ideas - energy of adversity = net energy exchange

The net energy exchange can be thought of less as a singular chunk of energy and more as a sustained musical note drawn from a violin or strummed on a guitar. More of a reverberation of the equation than a static numerical outcome. This note plays to the world and the world plays back it’s own matching note of which we hear. I think this is why some of the happiest people we know are not necessarily the ones with the highest output or most stress. Some of the saddest people we know are not the ones with the worst problems. I also don’t put happiness or sadness as an grade on how people are doing with their lives. There is so much going into the equation we don’t know in real time.

I think that’s why growth has been hard for me. I live a life where energy I have is a lot, ideas I have are a lot, and adversity has also been, a lot. All the while I don’t know so much in real time that would be really helpful. I also don’t have guidance I feel I could really use and have lived a life where people expect guidance from me more than expect I would need some, which is an adversity in itself when you are trying to figure things out and have an urge to pick up the phone with no one to call, so you figure it out yourself, which means the energy needed by ideas or adversity you have goes up.

This can be as simple as driving somewhere for work and having your car break down. Then, your energy is put towards time and money getting your car fixed. Maybe you don’t have cell phone service and have to walk to the nearest town. More energy of adversity. The energy you have won’t immediately change nor will the energy your ideas need, but the net energy will dip.

That’s a simple situation that’s frustrating yet easy to understand. You need to get your car back on the road to make other things happen, or find out another plan.

The reason I struggle with growth, or have, is that some ideas and adversities circulate more than come and go. A common energy suck I have had is a father or mentor I could talk to or get guidance from. I have a father, of course, as all people do. I even knew him my whole childhood and yet guidance, maturity, or help where not things he could offer. I’ve been dating a girl for while and inevitably things come up I could do better, or should have known like which side of the sidewalk to walk on, what to do on a date… little stuff you don’t necessarily pick up on or think of unless someone tells you. I commented one day “Where do people even learn this stuff?” in a joking way. Later on that night she told me people usually learn things like this from their dad. There are a lot of ways I have in the past, am in the moment, and will spend my energy on in the future because of this. This is an example of both energy needed for things I want (dating) and adversities I have had (lack of guidance) which circulates quite a lot, but is something that requires a little bit less energy now than it did when I had less confidence I can learn things on my own.

Another one that has been hard for me is health. I am 36 now, a decade after being diagnosed with cancer which took a few months of surgery and recovery and a five year chapter of partial remission where we weren’t sure I still had cancer or not. Five years of CT scans, bloodwork, chest x-rays, appointments, the occasional ER visit, planning how to balance work around it all, and fighting insurance was quite a lot of energy. This eventually circulated into obsessive worry in my thought patterns and constant real life strains on money and time I needed to give those problems let alone trying to accept and live with the potential of having less time in life.

The problem I have with growth is it isn’t so apparent the energy equation, it is in the equal sign itself. The exchange back and forth is growth which is often a softer note, a quieter companion to energies song. Especially when the adversity becomes so big it’s creating such a loud and deafening note. Even if it’s beautiful, it can be deafening. So much of the time I feel like I’m failing has come from the volume of a world I would like to become quieter.

The good thing about great adversity - chosen or given - is it trains the energy you have to give to be greater and greater. I do not believe in burning out - a conscience choice that borders on denial - but I do believe in exhaustion. I also believe in grit and the ability to dig deeper and deeper into parts unknown to give more and more energy to your life.

So in this way, energy you have can be broken down into its own equation

physical energy + mental energy + grit and determination = energy you have

Physical energy comes from nutrition, fat stores, and pure physiological function. Mental energy comes from the ways your prepare and align your mind to be able to take on tasks. And grit and determination tap into the unknown limits we have. I believe they are the most important part in the equation of energy you have and thus the entire energy growth equation, and ultimately mean they are probably the biggest indicator of growth you will experience. I think they’re also what make energy an endless resource right up until the time you die. Grit may make you more exhausted, more strained, more stressed even, but ultimately all energy can be replaced or simply taken from the world to then give back more again and again. This training is its own cycle that will continue as long as you don’t give up or give in - which is easier said than done.

I was finally cancer free a few months before the pandemic hit and the world went into another tailspin of sorts. Once the pandemic finally eased up, I got another cancer diagnosis that was much easier, but for a couple months had me putting more energy than needed into thinking about cancer again and preparing for what “might be”. The world got loud again and crescendoed into another season of grit and relying on my soul to guide me through.

Now, nearly a year later, the notes have gotten quiet enough to hear growth notes again. I can hear everything and while I believe the whole song of life is beautiful it is not deafening right now.

I can sit back and see I have a good life. My energy has not failed me. My body has stuck it out. Thankfully, my mind has been able to keep up. I do not say it proudly or arrogantly, because it has not always been pretty and there have been battles along the way, but there has been a lot of growth to be thankful for.

I’m excited to be moving in the direction I want to go. I’m excited to have a healthy body, a dog I care about, to be spending good time with family, to be dating someone who is patient, caring, and a lot of fun. I have a children’s book finished and being illustrated to be ready to release sometime in 2024. I am still building vans, just in a different way, and have other creative outlets in wood working which I love sharing with people and help me make an income to make everything else happen. I’m getting to collaborate with other artists and am making strides in photography and film making as well. I don’t know what my life would have been like without all the adversity, perhaps easier, but I do believe I would not have realized as much energy had I not needed it in the past. I would not have know the song of life could be so loud or so varied and would have not have been able to appreciate just how many notes there are to hear, or how to understand the symphonies of lives around me as well.

Here are some aspects of growth in my life, the quiet music from life’s song.

A Little Life Update

Ayla and I in one of our favorite coastal camp sites. I love waking up here and taking Ayla to the beach. It’s a nice place close enough to the shop and is a place I love spending my time. It’s also pretty affordable to be here often since I’m still waiting to get into a more permanent shop/living situation.

Hey, from Tillamook, Oregon - Yes, where they make the cheese, and where the cows who make the cheese happen live. It’s a little just-off-the-coast town of Oregon. I landed here in a mix of wanting to move to Oregon, a lack of proper planning on my part, covid, finding an affordable shop space in a pinch, and knowing I’m jumping along some stepping stones to bigger goals.

Over the past 2 years I’ve built out five vans, traveled for a summer as the photographer and videographer for a YouTube show, moved with my friends to Joshua tree for a winter, moved to Oregon, and most recently took the winter off of building vans to visit family, snowboard, and work with some companies from the road.

Among the work of the past 2 years there was a relational breakup to kick off covid. I went through some high highs and low lows, have gotten fired, officiated a few weddings, made some people really happy and others not happy, and learned to see myself in a new way in the process of it all. I dove into therapy a bit more than I ever have, building trust and setting realistic goals with my personal and professional life. Learned ways I wasn’t wise, didn’t see the world for what it actually was, and found out I was dealing with moments in the present based off of poignant experiences from the past. I think we’re all going have to do some similar work and am happy I, albeit slowly and probably late in the game, was able to make some growth here.

Ayla is doing great. As long as she gets her exercise she thrives whether it’s on the road or in the shop. She mainly just wants some love, play, affection, and time running on the beach, a mountain trail, or in the desert.

I’m working on finding new clients for van builds and photography as well as thinking of where I want my company to go. A few goals I have are…

  • Build in Oregon through the summer and move my shops location in the fall

  • Shoot and officiate a few weddings

  • Create a journaling program with guided writing prompts and the journals I already make

  • Explore the idea of merging my van building company with a program serving foster/group home/homeless populations to give them a well paying job with clear paths to scholarship in the trades or college, depending on what work they enjoy learning the most in the build process. Ultimately, I would love this program to sustain without me.

  • Buy a home

  • Date more, but slowly and intentionally

  • Publish my books

  • Slowly shift my life to revolve more around writing

Travis Wild Van Life Van Build

Ayla modeling our most recent van build which is also my current home.

The social aspect of living in a place like Tillamook has been hard. I haven’t found the creative community I’ve hoped for and in general I’ve found Oregon to be a hard place to build community. This is a sample study of one (me) but groups and communities here seem to be insular and depend on proximity, which I understand, but isn’t exactly helping to be in Tillamook which is a ways from anywhere. But I have managed to find two friends who I met on Instagram who have been really life giving. I can be really extroverted or introverted, so I cope alright either way, but it has been nice to see people other than the ones who fill up my gas every couple weeks - which by law a gas station attendant has to do in Oregon and I will forever find weird.

Yesterday I built a cabinet for a van and it was so nice to get in the flow state of building. I’m not much one for Yoga or Meditation, but I think I get the same thing while building. The shop is also cleaned up and becoming a place I love to spend time… especially once the temps start staying above 50 degrees as the shop is not heated.

Overall, I’m happy. Life has been pretty good. I have plenty I’m interested in and tangible ways to work to progress those things. I’m really thankful for this, for a life that pays off when I work at it, because for a long time I didn’t see much payoff. In hindsight I understand the treading water, staying alive, being in debt and working as hard as I could to not go deeper into a mental, financial, physical, and emotional hole was the hardest work I’ll ever have to do. What didn’t feel like progress was thousands of miles of movement in the direction I wanted to go. I’m still not where I want to be yet, but I see now I was merely blinded by a storm during that time. Now, I can see a bit more, work is good, the storm is gone and I’m finding hard work can do more than keep you from dying, and most importantly I’m seeing the benefits of all the effort, of not giving up all the times where it felt like I should just throw in the towel. I’m where I saw a lot of my friends were in my twenties when they were getting to build their businesses and lives. Something I did at the same time but my bandwidth for growth was lower with everything being so muddled with navigating cancer, insurance, and bills. I’m still learning to not have regret over not having been able to “do more” during those times, but I guess I’m seeing I actually did a lot of laying the groundwork in a time where my world was getting rocked. And I’m pretty proud of that. Hopefully if you’re going through something hard too, a time where it feels like your effort doesn’t take you anywhere, you’ll see every ounce of energy you poured into your life mattered. Even if the effort didn’t manifest itself into progress in the moment, I promise it will make progress in the long term, and the effort from the hard times will make the effort and reward in the good times seem so easy. You earned it every time back then when you didn’t give up. So I guess I’m learning some confidence and more about effort through the lens of business and personal wellbeing.

I’m sure I’ll be a forever learner and I don’t mean to make it seem like all this was necessary, but I think reframing what I know now vs what I used to know is a good practice in putting things in perspective both for myself and hopefully for others too.

Thanks for reading the update. More to come.

Cheers

In the Name of Adversity

Some of the times of most extreme challenges of my life have been very private ones. Moments where my heart has felt near the very bottom of the spectrum of darkness, where the bullseye center of my soul has felt broken, lost, and confused. Times where the current results seem illogical given the logical preceding events. Experiencing this confusion is best seen when the trust of a child is broken. A child, who knows intrinsically as a son or daughter of their parents, believes time with their mother and father should be a safe, sense-making, refuge from the world. When that trust is broken and time with their caregiver becomes time with their abuser, there is a deeply emotional reaction. This reaction is a very human one that has a lot to do with safety and survival but also connection, comfort, and value.

When safety and survival is threatened, connection is severed, comfort is gone, and our value seems to dissipate into worthlessness. And then, after all that, we have to react.

I use the child as an example because we can empathize with a child. Something which we all were and all have varying experiences with. We can feel the fear of a child, see it in their eyes, and possibly even feel the rise in their heart rate and the hot flush of fear by knowing the insecurity they feel in such times. We can empathize with the fear of a child in that situation because we’ve all felt our worlds fall apart. The innocence of the child and universal aspect of the child parent relationship puts words and feelings to situations we as adults struggle to express. The reaction to illogical events straying from our logical view of life comes about in many ways. Trade out the parent trust relationship with a job, health, a partner, God, or humanity and the planet itself. There is trust in those areas which means there can and likely will be let down.

Personally, I use the child because a turbulent childhood was my first event where I could see my soul trying to make sense of it all. Then, there were the many health issues I had growing up. The culmination was, as a very healthy 26-year-old who’d finally had a half decade with only stitches and broke bones, a very personal moment with just me and a doctor in a small room as he told me about a tumor that was my tumor.

Cancer at age 26 felt so illogical, especially given how I had oriented my life around being healthy. My life was aimed around loving and supporting others by helping through moments and times of hardship. All of a sudden the moments felt much less relevant when I realized my life would change and my time on earth could be much shorter than I had ever thought.

All of a sudden the idea of the permanence I might have to offer changed into a potentially much shorter timeline. Life had forced me to focus on the relevant and present problems of today - a focus needed whether dealing with an adverse childhood, a health condition, or just being a friend to those you are close to and the world alike - but I knew handling relevant issues is simply handling pieces to an entirely more permanent puzzle. Serious times often cause us to want fast fixes to our relevant problems, but the path of least resistance often causes us to feel better without being part of a greater solution - or without adding much to our life's permanence.

It is much easier to only focus on the present day, and we are often encouraged to do so. We take the ideas of current science and psychology and sociology and stir them together into a recipe of how to get through today. Or maybe we appropriately ignore them when they are just too much and begin to overwhelm us. Instead of fighting a current, we turn off our ways of responding and turn into rocks that stay at the bottom of a raging river merely in an effort to not get carried over the falls. And in this, without realizing it, through worry or ignorance, we start creating habits we will keep or someday have to challenge.

As a child who has to grow up too early or an adult who is forced to parent their own mortality far before is normal, you realize the fork of adversity in the road before you. You have to respond to the actions life has given you, going with the flow or merely digging in your heels will rapidly form the world you will have to live in. A relevant response is taking the actions needed to just feel better. As a child, this is often acting out in anger, frustration, and pain. As an adult, we see many turn to unhealthy relationships, alcohol or other substances for a simple escape, or a sour attitude towards life.

We see how relevant reactions become permanent situations. But the same of negative outcomes is also true with contrary reactions to respond to the challenge to be better. These reactions are of hope, kindness, and the ability to create a kind and welcoming space for yourself others. The good and the bad of adversity and having to choose a path is why we see among children who experience abuse or are in the foster care system having dramatically differing lives. We see both a higher statistical likelihood to end up having problematic drug and alcohol issues, becoming homeless, committing suicide, and often becoming abusers themselves when put in a position of authority, but we also see these individuals becoming resilient helpers, healers, caregivers, business people who are strong leaders, and amazing parents. It's natural with those who experience adversity to rise to the top or sink to the bottom, to be broken or built from the challenge, but not find a place in the middle. And we can learn from these reactions when we experience more mild adversities - and also learn from the mental trauma even the most successful still struggle with.

What I've experienced from health issues as an adult is that I had more control than as a child. I was freer to choose what I did and how I did it, ie the reaction, when I had more authority over my life. Or maybe a better way to say it - I could do it now rather than think of it abstractly in the future. I didn't have to choose between running away and being seen as a delinquent or waiting till my 18th birthday to be free. As an adult, I had the ability to be intentionally known in my fears and my strengths. I could choose to be open, honest, and vulnerable with my weaknesses and my skills.

I remember after my cancer diagnosis when talking to a close male friend. I was in a parking lot and we were talking on the phone. It would have been much more relevant to make a joke of cancer or to talk about being living strong and defeating the illness, but instead I told him I was afraid to die. And when I moved to San Diego to be closer to a hospital it would have been easy to focus only on enjoying each day, but instead, I worked tirelessly on a book I wanted to finish about a previous adventure in life in case it was the only thing I would get to leave behind.

I wanted a life that felt more permanent than relevant. A life which I shaped proactively rather than one which shaped me. Yes, it's important to react to the times - science is necessary to help us understand what is going on in the world, how to heal, and what to do, psychology helps us understand what is going on in our mind and how to take care of ourselves, but neither answer what to do when your soul struggles, when hope and meaning feel distant, and when you are merely wanting the simplicity of love, the knowledge that we are all dying and it's only a matter of when and if we'll have had a meaningful life before that time comes.

This all points to something we have heard many times in different ways how it's not just what we do, but how we do it. Our responses may be relevant, but were they done with a heart and soul that was thinking long term? We can look at our hands and eyes and bodies and soul and know it will someday all be old and wrinkled, or maybe just a young one gone too early and remembered by others a long time from now, and all we can do is trust that the time till then will pass.

So, it's not just what we do to have the best response to this moment but, more importantly, is who that response is making us. When life has an illogical response to logical events, are we willing to come back with an illogical response of our own of kindness and vulnerability in the face of fear and defensiveness - a response that lets the soul next to us know it's okay to be afraid and it's okay to be strong, it's okay to struggle and find out how good you've been made, it's okay to subscribe to a whole life rather than react to a single moment.

I still struggle with all this personally as new adversities feel like I need to respond here and now. I feel the need to share correct information, the need to be a psuedo-scientist or pseudo-psychologist. Again, this points towards being relevant rather than consistent. I'm finding the challenge right now is learning to focus on being both - how long term hope and our permanence as individuals confluence with short term solutions and creating of a welcoming space for others to be.

The solution I'm finding is in remembering we're part of a greater humanity than any one individual offers. When we zoom out we see we're a tiny dot among millions of people who are all feeding into a tiny sliver of the timeline of humanity - but in our own, deeply personal, deeply meaningful timeline it's okay to say we want it to matter. If we zoom out on the timeline of our life we're going to see the moments we react to with a mindset of relevance aren't so relevant anymore, but the way we react within permanence does matter. The permanence makes up the timeline of it all, makes our little blip in the world have an impact and makes the impact the world has on the rest of humanity, meaningful. In that, there's some hope in the face of hopelessness.

Deep Water

I heard it said a long time ago that our souls are like deep water and that those who truly seek understanding will do whatever it takes to experience our soul. People who desire to experience the depths of their soul will initiate and draw out necessary experiences. Rather than turn from the discomfort they'll welcome it into their homes and lives. They'll wrap themselves in risk and intentionally set themselves up to be challenged.

For me, this came to a head about four years ago. My life was changing in every way - health, job, location, relationship, friends - it was all turned over like soil to grow an unknown crop. All my decisions until that point had been about becoming a person I wanted to be. My focus was young; it was set on burning bridges to places I didn't want to influence my future and building bridges to the areas I wanted to go and the man I wanted to be.

We can do a lot that points towards our potential without looking for who we are. We show accomplishments rather experience our worth. While accolades speak towards the world and create a social validation, our soul speaks outside of the world, outside of our life even, towards something greater. I'm finding what I do does allow me to converse and get along well with many people, but who I am is what connects me to them.

All this is the idea behind deep water, behind the work of our souls. We have to go to the places we don't naturally go to - have conversations, take risks, share how we feel, leave money to gain time, say what matters to us even when it doesn't match up to what the world thinks would be smart. We can even say what we believe matters most without living our lives like those beliefs matter at all. And if you live your whole life merely saying it would be good to go jump off a pier and sit under the surface to experience deep water, it gets you no closer to the shore. And if you wade waist deep, you are still too close to the safety - you haven't gone completely to the depths. You may suffice to say ankle deep is quite the experience and walk away. No one would blame you, but still, you'd look over your shoulder as you walk away. Worse yet is to come years later, or maybe weeks later, in a doctors office hearing terrible news and wish you had kept going.

What I am trying to say and trying to understand continually in my own life, is that our souls aren't geared towards safety. Sometimes the closer we come to pursuing our soul, the less safe our life appears. The less safe our life appears, the more doubt we feel. The more doubt we feel, the less likely we are to think that the most important work is the work we ought to be doing. After all, we should give our money and time to help innocent children, we should care for people unconditionally, our careers shouldn't get in the way of our families, and we should mean our vows... but when it becomes serious business, giving up our ideals for a "life is what it is" mentality becomes attractive.

The point is not to live dangerously or irrationally, as this can also be a way blanket the souls work with a lifestyle that says "Tada! Look what a beautiful thing I've made" without pointing towards the beauty we already are deep inside. The goal is merely to move intentionally and with the quiet purpose of one life mattering to the one next to it. The problem is until you've proven yourself time and again, people can see intentional and purposeful movements as irrational - especially during times when risk catches up to you - and our mental gauge credits others doubt to be right more than it is (a very human thing to do). The trickiest part is what is right and proper in a moment (such as saving finances or protecting yourself) does not necessarily set us up well for what we believe matters most or what we would like to teach our children over a lifetime (such as being generous and loving unconditionally).

All this is to say our souls don't ask us never to make mistakes. Our souls ask us to have grace when risk catches us off guard. Our souls teach us to persevere through difficult seasons - to do whatever it takes to draw out the depths of our soul. Our souls look at our lives and find the little adventurous idea we have, it tears the idea out from our mind and hands it to us like a good friend would hand over a map.