I was born free. It took me a while to realize that I was a rare One who stays free in the eyes of addiction to control, and at all cost. I have consciously lived in poverty, without participation in license, insurance, taxes for decades. I seemed to have protection when I was single and feisty, married and a mother... but as soon as the tragedy of divorce hit 4 years ago... the protection has been lifted. I was pulled over by a cop the other day on my 4 mile trek to Madrid. (after a few days of horrid flu, my cloak was down and I drove right into his hands.) Life is changed now. I can no longer drive on the main hwy or I will be put in jail for being sovereign and its not time for me to be sitting in a jail.... I will be giving all my money to the government for the next year in the name of my practiced freedom and trying to figure out life in the boondies without a car. and dont get me wrong! Im not complaining.... I am peaceful about it. I knew this descent was coming. ive been preparing.. but im also not going to be quiet about it either.... There is a reason I live the way I do. I didnt ask to be so righteous about freedom... I just AM. Im ready for your support and love. im reaching out in a place that has become a bit isolated... cuz the truth is... I never could and never will do it alone. im just too tribal for that. please lend me your own stories of overcoming oppression and finding that intimate place inside that is truly free. I want your optimism and idealism this next month as I face a big fear of going to court... standing in front of a judge who will laugh at my ideals and force me to comply. which I will do joyfully and without shame....... the egde of chaos is scary sometimes but ohhhh the view is worth it. thank you, I ve been waiting for you patiently and not so patiently. all in the name of love
Posted on: Sun, 03 Nov 2013 15:53:39 +0000
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