16 Months ago I moved from Kona to the jungle here on the east side of the island. 13 months ago I began building a treehouse, and 8 months ago I moved into that treehouse. After a year and a half in the jungle I’m moving on to a new chapter of my life as I continue to experience the world and attempt to grow as a person.
On August 16 I fly from Kona, Hawaii to San Jose, California, which will be my first trip off this island since I arrived in December of 2010. I’ll be in the bay area for a couple of weeks and then I’ll be headed north with my sister up to Washington.
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Treehouse life is coming to a close as I prepare for my departure and I’ve done a substantial amount of thinking about what can be learned from this experience. Ultimately what my experience in the jungle became was not what I intended at all. I had planned a treehouse community, intended for a small group of people to live happily in a place unlike any other in the jungle of Hawaii, but what became was me by myself all alone with a bare-bones version of my self-built dream house. Yeah, it was pretty damn great at times, but what good is happiness if you have no one to share it with?
And so In 4 weeks I leave the jungle, the treehouse, and this portion of my life and move on, back to the rest of the world and civilization for a while. My travel plans are for now, open ended, though I will not be leaving this island for good.
It’s time for bigger and better things now. I can now say without a shred of doubt that I have the ability and the ingenuity to build my own house (a fucking sturdy well-built one) even when starting with nothing, but I’ve gotten far more than just carpentry skills from this experience. I created this entire situation for myself, with no preexisting opportunities, and then adapted in order to exist in that situation. I’ve been driven far beyond what I’d seen myself capable of before this, and I leave the jungle with a new found confidence in the way I choose to live and the choices I make. I have learned above everything else that, though I now know that I have the ability to do what I want in my life entirely on my own, it doesn’t mean shit unless there’s someone else to appreciate it. Thankfully I was able to come to this conclusion in a treehouse in the tropics rather than in a freezing bus in Alaska and then dying.