I learned years ago that fear and excitement can be the same physical reaction in the body. What really makes the difference is the label we put on those feelings. The little bike tour I am about to do is nothing. I am riding my bike to the airport, flying to Wisconsin and riding my bike to my sister's house. What is that compared to what women and men have done and are now doing around the world? Walking across and living in the Western prairies like the pioneers did? That took guts. I know of two women today (Katherine Zimmerman and Sylvia Halpern) who have triked through foreign countries with oppressive governments, few women's rights, and rampant poverty. Yet they not only survived but enjoyed the experience. Some of my friends say they are "afraid" for me on my minor trek. What does that mean? Are they not excited about the adventure? Do they only picture the bad possibilities and none of the good? I heard a podcast recently a...
Letters to friends from a young-old woman, author and life explorer. This is Susan's journal of continuing travel adventures, goofy mishaps, and life experiences.