Civilization


Recently I returned to civilization, for a short amount of time, to visit some people. It was very interesting, especially travelling with a 15 month old Malinois puppy. Everything was new to Loca and it provided me a different perspective. She did really well, considering she's a puppy! I've been off grid for 6 years next month. And Loca has lived with me for a year. I used to belong in many of the places that I went to, but that's no longer the case. I felt uncomfortable and crowded. There was so many people everywhere and sounds and vehicles. I missed the night sky. We stayed in hotels, which is where the above picture was taken. I was perplexed as to why this warning was necessary. After being around people for a week I understood. The world is a very different place than it was when I moved out here. Perhaps I didn't realize it because I don't visit the large cities nearby. It was a great time with my friends and family, but I was sad for the condition of our society and afraid for their safety. One morning as I was walking outside of the hotel, enjoying a cigarette, the thought came to me...we could have literally created anything, but we created this. We've separated ourselves from the earth, from nature, from each other, from ourselves. We work to buy things; whether that be houses, cars, boats, food, clothing, jewelry, whatever. I used to be a part of the race, believe it or not. Due to my dear husband's illness, my love language became working, so that I could provide for my family. My body and spirit are no longer interested in participating in the race. I take my hat off to those who are still running the race. I hope you get everything you want and need. After all these years I've finally found the joy of a simpler life. I rest when I'm tired. I work around the property when I'm up to it. I don't have a boss, except for my 13 pets. I have goals, but they are not to have more things. I can hear myself think out here. Sending positive vibes, Ceeeej 

Below is a picture of Loca in a hotel on her bed.

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