Have you been on a trip that lead to an epiphany?

Yes, I’m on it now..it’s called life!

Not a physical trip, but one of a….. different nature.

The epiphany? Steakon. Thinly sliced pieces of steak, fired up on a skillet. Due to the expensive nature of steak, I imagine it would cost more than normal bacon, but I can only imagine a taste so divine as Steakon.

Right before I was getting ready to turn thirty, I started to feel a major existential crisis coming on. I didn’t really know what to do next with my life, I was in a LTR I knew needed to end, and my issues with my family were driving me insane. I knew I needed to get out of town and get some perspective, so I planned a solo trip.

I wound up locking myself away at an old, trippy, hot springs resort in the middle of Oregon for 5 days. It was off the grid, totally vegetarian, no alcohol or caffeine was allowed and the food was mostly grown on-site. I basically just hung out naked, went from water pool to water pool, did yoga, got massages, walked aimlessly and did almost no talking.

After the 5 days were over, I really had a few major epiphanies. I needed to end my relationship, I needed to go to start applying to grad school, and I realized that my parents and I just didn’t have the relationship I thought we did.

I came out of the 5 days detoxed and with a clear head. On the drive home, I hit the freeway, passed a diner and had another epiphany; I don’t give a crap how much I try to eat healthy, I effin’ LOVE Reubens. I pulled over, ordered one, and mulled over my impending life changes.

Husband took a trip to the operating room for emergency surgery for two anurisms on his aorta and very definately had an epiphany. He came out of surgery with a new appreciation for life.

Seattle, summer of 2008.
Rediscovered my true self, and that anything is possible if you walk in the path of your dreams.

Took a window seat, instead of my usual aisle seat, on a flight from John Wayne to DFW a few years ago. My epiphany was how many thousands of square miles of the USA are completely empty.

@figbash…Ruebens are, indeed, the shit.

Texas, summer of ‘87. Lost my job, lost my place to live, long story short, set out on the road by thumb, found myself.

I had come to a major dead end in my life and was very unhappy with my shit job and dysfunctional home. I took a 3 day backpacking trip, and found myself in the middle of nowhere in the North Cascades, stoned and never wanting to go home, or back to that life I so despised. It was that moment, as I started into the campfire, that I decided what I wanted to do with my life.

As I hiked out the next day, I formulated a plan and within two days I was registered in college and making plans to move out of my house. 2 months later, I was very happy and the past I so loathed was exactly that, the past!