not that I ever intended for there to be a strike and I never really made it 'official', but my 5 month long (approx. length of time) strike against the internet has ended. So for those of you who were wondering whether or not I was still alive, yes...alive and well.
However:
...now I have over 18K emails to sift through
...a hard drive with my life and life's work on it that I can't access
...I long to be out in the middle of nowhere -- where I can be free to turn janky cartwheels in native grasses, not worry that my neighbor's yard fertilizer is going to compromise all my efforts in the garden, watch chickens (that I won't eat) scatter as someone comes up the drive and where I can watch my boy puddle jump until he's bathed in mud and I don't have carpet to worry about.
...I want less consumption and alternatives to that consumption
...I'm still chasing my shadow and trying to find where I hid myself...
...I'm still longing to be free from awkward social/societal obligations
...my husband just informed me that I am an elitist -- however I am still in denial
What has this time from the computer and internet taught me? That if you leave your computer off for too long, everything you've put your heart into will dissapear, people don't change and those that really care still fucking call you.
I guess you want updates now and less bitching...
Elijah will be 4 years old (yes really!) on September 18th. He's phenomenal. The reason that I breathe everyday, besides the involuntary aspects of breathing. He signs, screams, hums, talks with a British accent a lot, and whispers. There are hugs, kisses, flips and lots of dancing. He is an Ocean of Wisdom in a Sea of Never Ending Questions. Elijah is Perfect.
I am still on Sabbatical and feel the relief of not being responsible to those that are not related in spirit or blood. I am not completely separated from the birthing world and have dabbled a little here and a little there. I must say though that it feels really good to not have to take my cell phone to the bathroom with me at 4 AM because someone might be in labor and might call. I'm regrouping, searching, seeking, thinking and living. I hear something screaming at me, but I can't really make out the words...the Universe has been testing me and trying to make sure that I am still Awake and that I know my place.
I'll let William speak for hisself (vernacular form of himself). Oh, we just celebrated six years together...isn't that radical or something?
On Monday (Labor Day), we are leaving Pittsburgh for Virginia Beach to visit William's parent's -- oh, yeah, they moved to Virginia Beach a couple of months ago and we moved into their house in PIttsburgh and are now selling our former house in PIttsburgh. If you would like our new address or to purchase our old house, please send me your request. It will be nice to see the beach again and to bathe in the Ocean.
I have lots of new pictures, but I can't get to them, because they are on my hard drive and it hates me right now.
Life is fantastic -- "today is the greatest day of my life" - Avocado
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MIchele
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