About alfred.crabtree

Alfred Crabtree is a California native who moved his family to rural Tennessee in 1996, and never looked back. He raised three children on sixteen acres gardening, exploring the woods, and integrating into a small town community quite happily. Small town life requires one to wear many hats, and for Alfred that included a stint as a guard at a youth detention facility, computer repair shop owner, satellite up-link technician, and real estate investor. The outdoors has always been an important part of his happiness, but never more so than during the change of life that accompanied a divorce and empty nest when the last child went to University. 2009 brought an epiphany of sorts - The lessons of life can best be expressed with a connection to nature, and his passion was sharing experiences with the uninitiated, helping them overcome fears, learn new skills, and progress in discovery of their outdoor passions. This new understanding of joy pervades all business activities and personal pursuits Alfred engages in.

Dreamers

“All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night, in the dusty recesses of their minds, awake in the day to find that it was vanity. But the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes to make it reality.”
T.E. Lawrence

"This mountain is where I participated in a ceremony to spread ashes of my friends father"

How much do you dream and when? During different periods of my life, sleep has come wearily and with no dreams or I’ve slept easily and long, but actively dreamed with a tremendous amount of lucidity.

I would suggest that ones position on dreaming has a direct correlation with their level of optimism and creativity in the waking hours. I know people who proudly state they never dream; I feel sorry for them, and myself when I’m in one of those phases in my life. Usually it occurs when I’m troubled or stressed. When I do have the occasional dream under those conditions, it’s often a nightmare. The last time that happened, I awoke looming over my mate, finding myself swinging wildly, unable to describe what I was doing, or able to comfort her, even apologize; I knew not from where it came.  I could empathize with those who want to avoid that at all costs, and just want a good nights sleep. Dealing with the day to day is enough. Secretly, at times like that I wonder if a coma wouldn’t be a decent vacation.

Lately though, my sleep has been delicious, deeply relaxing and restful, yet strangely lucid and conversant; controllable. I am also at a creative zenith, adapting my personality, my day to day habits, and “seeing” everything as if a new citizen in a foreign land. Though my eyesight isn’t what it used to be and I’m overdue for a new set of prescription lenses, I am taking things in with an acuity I’ve resisted for a while. I attribute these new experiences to a conscientious effort on my part to better myself, and that has been accompanied with a “I just don’t give a **** anymore” attitude towards some of the feelings and ideas I had been clinging to out of ritual and tradition. Mid-life crisis? Maybe, but without the sports car. More like a mid-life awareness.

Letting go of definitions, shaking the snow globe, seeing where the laws of Nature, my true core beliefs and value settle has allowed me to turn inward and intuit what’s next. I’m dreaming 24/7 right now. Some may call it strategic planning, acquisition mode, trimming the fat, whatever. I’m taking inventory, getting rid of items that don’t turn over and produce and replacing them with new ones. Who says? Who says I can’t or I shouldn’t? Those who can’t dream.

How goes your night?

Welcome !!

Welcome to Metro Exodus. This is home-base for our blog, our business portal, and your posts and comments too! There is a little bit of philosophy and observational humor, some inspiration (or “Stoke” – I am from California after all), and information about living in concert with Nature and what the world around us offers, from the macro to the micro level.  Enjoy!