Hope. (April 29, 06)
I don't really know how to explain it, but I think that when I learn more about the world, I feel more hopeful. I also enjoy the challenges involved with traveling. I enjoy being lost and finding my way out of situations. I enjoy sleeping on a rented bed while I dream about the amazing things I saw that day, or hoping for a wonderful new adventure to come.
I love being part of an active community that is willing to work for the good of the community. In California, I lived in a track home association. I learned to hate everything about the anti-community suburbs; I hated the ignorance to cultural differences, community needs, and I hated the fact that I lived a mile from a Walmart and 5 Starbucks. I tried to shop at the Organic food market and, (goodness me) took the public bus or metro train when it was going in my direction. My neighbors and students referred to me as the angry liberal lady who hated big business, pesticides and Bush. Although most of that is true, I'm glad that they were able to see what I value, and what I was doing to change society.
Ten years ago, I think that my hopes were a bit more focused and attainable, but quite selfish. I hoped for marriage, a house, car, money, and other personal possessions.
Yes, I still have personal hopes and aspirations about living a joyful, purposeful life, but I want that life to be part of a community. It was very important to me to have a life that was lived closer to my family and friends. My moving back to the Midwest has not been easy, but the most amazing observation is the fact that I know that I belong here. I, like William Lynch, am using my realistic imagination to push myself further. I am imagining a full life, and I attempting to take greater strides in that direction.
Currently listening : Execution of All Things By Rilo Kiley
I love being part of an active community that is willing to work for the good of the community. In California, I lived in a track home association. I learned to hate everything about the anti-community suburbs; I hated the ignorance to cultural differences, community needs, and I hated the fact that I lived a mile from a Walmart and 5 Starbucks. I tried to shop at the Organic food market and, (goodness me) took the public bus or metro train when it was going in my direction. My neighbors and students referred to me as the angry liberal lady who hated big business, pesticides and Bush. Although most of that is true, I'm glad that they were able to see what I value, and what I was doing to change society.
Ten years ago, I think that my hopes were a bit more focused and attainable, but quite selfish. I hoped for marriage, a house, car, money, and other personal possessions.
Yes, I still have personal hopes and aspirations about living a joyful, purposeful life, but I want that life to be part of a community. It was very important to me to have a life that was lived closer to my family and friends. My moving back to the Midwest has not been easy, but the most amazing observation is the fact that I know that I belong here. I, like William Lynch, am using my realistic imagination to push myself further. I am imagining a full life, and I attempting to take greater strides in that direction.
Currently listening : Execution of All Things By Rilo Kiley
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