Hurray! I seem to be changing my lazy butt habits fairly easily. That gives me hope for the future. I'm off to Florida for our annual pilgrimage, and I'll come back and get that contract and stick to it, by golly. There'll be no public lynching for Kelpie, no sirree. I hate that when that happens.
To be honest, it never has happened. I've certainly been the object of public scrutiny before, and it's not pleasant, but I've gotten more used to it over the years. When I first got to Twin Oaks, it seemed like everyone was looking at me, and they were!! And it's happened every now and then that I get a little more attention than I feel comfortable with. Mostly, though, I move through the world with ease and grace. Lucky me!
What I really hate is watching a public lynching. I'm not so in tune with the people world around me, and sometimes it happens without me being able to head it off in any way, and sometimes I participate in the hanging.
I want to make it clear here that we do not murder people at Twin Oaks, (sometimes my metaphors are taken literally), but we do banish folks occasionally, and sometimes not so gracefully. I always hope that the person finds healing when that happens. Living at Twin Oaks can be very painful, and sometimes the pain gets to be so big it envelops us, and the person must leave. We call it "drama," here, and I prefer to keep my drama corralled. I'm sure drama happens in every community.
much love,
Kelpie
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Much of what we have at Twin Oaks is what i call "pocket dramas". Those being small enuf to pick up and carry with you. Typically we dont have stuff big enuf to "write home about" (especially since we are home). And because we dont have television, we sometimes just make our own pocket dramas to substitute - that is my theory anyway.
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