Ideas People Time

Hey, Good Morning; it’s Tyler Head.

I am glad you are here this morning.

Last week I shared with you a rewrite of the first half of Growing to Like Tomatoes. I will share a rewrite of the second half and an invitation to be a part of and participate.

In a time where we muse ourselves with entertainment and doing - I, myself included. I hope this is a kind reminder,

to pause, breathe deep, and smile.

Every other Tuesday, we receive a farm share - this week, we got a bunch of sweet little tomatoes - that’s kind of what this week’s writing feels like.

This week, I was able to look loneliness in the eyes and smile — here is what it brought up in me:

This week,

Katherine is out of town.

I love the freedom but am growing to despise the me-ness of my schedule.

I am grateful, but feel a bit in disarray.

I do what I want when I want, but without who I want.

A three-bedroom home was meant to be occupied by more than one.

Katherine is out of town.

How lonely it is to feel lonely.

& What a gift to feel lonely yet be seen in this loneliness and longing.

(this was written on Tuesday morning, I am revisiting it this Thursday evening, and it’s even more true)

In my recovery of heart, I’m learning to feel these things, not run from them.

What a gift.

You, too, are a gift.

Invitation Into My Story

My name is Newsom Tyler Head.​ I go by Tyler, but you can call me whatever you'd like.

Growing up, I did not want to go by Newsom for many reasons, but this has since subsided, similar to my disposition toward tomatoes. Actually, I had tomatoes the other night with a bit of salt on them - maybe I am growing a bit in wisdom and taste.

I've been entrepreneurial and adventurous for as long as I can remember.

Elementary/Middle School: recruiting friends in the neighborhood to draft blueprints of forts in the dirt. Then scouring the neighborhood in hopes of finding materials for a fort. Which would later be christened the Gold Coin Gang Hideout.

Gold Coin Circle was the name of the culdesac we ran.

Late Teens: unloading frozen hams and turkeys with one of my best friends in the wee hours of the morning to make extra cash so I could drive across the country and camp along the way.

Early Twenties: saying yes to a stranger; who rolled down their window as they drove by asking a buddy and me if we were a licensed business. Thus, spending the whole next week riding around in a smart car (literally his mom’s smart car - good for the environment) like mad men trying to figure out what it means to be a licensed business.

Also... Early Twenties: Asking my wife to move across the country to a place neither of us had ever been. For a job I'd first heard about, from a friend I met in Santiago, Chile.

I went to Santiago, Chile, to find Patagonia (It’s much more than a brand). It’s a place that encouraged me to dream and take small steps toward those dreams.

What dreams do you have? Did you have? Where’d they go?

Furthermore, I left the job shortly after arriving, but we are still here where the job took us, and she's my best friend —> a nudge to the thoughts I left with you at the start of our week away from one another.

All this to share with you, my life is unfolding before my eyes, and I am inviting you into that, but more so than my life, I am inviting you into yours.

Ours.

Our shared story as human beings.

To rediscover curiosity and be encouraged to explore it more.

To press into your story and press into the story of others.

To ask the wild questions of yourself and those around you.

Then, to sit with them long enough that something comes to mind.

Maybe even share it.

Alongside Others

Adventure has lured me to live life for as long as I can remember, from adolescence to now.

In the midst of all of that, doing it, whatever it was, alongside others has been my favorite way to spend time, energy, and resources.

Below are a couple of key things that have made themselves clear to me;

• Time is the most valuable asset we have. Having autonomy over my time and how I spend it is a gift but also brings a whole new world of challenges.

• Collaborative work with people is inspiring and life-giving for all involved, not to mention an evolving and more robust end product.

• Ideas need time, space, and consistent attention to become great. And sometimes, they change dramatically in that process.

• Money is an excellent tool, as are pencils, paper, computers, and chairs. Not one above the other.

• Business is an incredible vehicle for impact. For all parties involved.

• Curiosity did not kill the cat. I believe it's why they have nine lives.

Out of all those, I want to point out two key ingredients that have brought me to where I am today.

Time

I am not a keeper of it, nor do I want to be. But what a sweet gift it is.

Ideas.

I love ideas. Gnawing on them like a dog on a bone. Wondering what could be. Pontificating on what should be.

People.

More than ideas, I like people. I actually freaking love people. We are just so dang cool.

You. Me. We.

Time, Ideas & People.

With a stroke of wild luck, a lot of heads and hearts, and a slow cook, the opportunity to grow ideas with people presents itself.

And I believe the world changes for the better with a mixture of people, ideas, and time.

Maybe, that’s why we are here. What this is all about.

Being With People and growing beautiful ideas over time.

Your Turn

I'll leave you a couple of questions to gnaw on:

What are some ideas that you’ve had in the past? What came of them? Why?

What are some ideas you have now?

Are there any still looming from the first question?

If you had a magic wand and waved it - what do you imagine could come of these ideas?

If this causes you to pause and think…… take a moment and write it down. Or type it. Either way works.

Maybe let it simmer a bit, then write it down.

Getting it out on paper is really cool.

Also, being with and being be’d with is much like receiving sweet little tomatoes. Many years ago, I couldn’t stomach the idea of tomatoes - but now, I am stoked to receive a pound of sweet little tomatoes.

It takes time and people.

Talk again soon!

Thanks for being you.

Just a reminder: If this provokes a response in you — feel free to type it out, send it over, and I’ll read it. Or type it out and save it for later.

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ps. Miss you, Katherine; I look forward to seeing you Sunday.