lately i've thought a lot about Friends….about people i have known for years now, this way on line. those words….
on line
friends…through this internet…this form of existence And how many have come to be no less than people i have known In Person. If you are reading here, you are one of the ones i'm talking about. Some of us have chosen to be present to each other often. Others, now and then. Some just appear out of no where and i am delighted….like Beverly, yesterday….
it's the same with the in person friends. we have moved and live in different places. Some of us keep…..in touch….often. Some this time of year…sending a card to catch up. Some i send an email asking….are you still alive? and they say yes and we exchange a few times and then drift off in a gap of time And then….there is the phenomenon of the Gathering….how things are happening there, at least for me, feels like a Sisterhood.
i could, and probably should be more clear about what i mean, but what i want to also say…and batteries are lowish, i have also only recently understood that many of the people who appear on FaceBook etc, are…..real people. It is Their on line presence as this blog i guess is mine….but they are real people. As i've said…i go there because extended family posts their doings there…old sister in laws, nieces and nephews, a way to be a small part of their lives but who i am talking about here, a good example is someone called Victoria Erickson…she's a writer and then Deja Hu who i don't know all of what he is…but he is a REAL human being…somewhere overthere in the UK They MATTER to me.
and the reason i'm writing this here is
Someone who MATTERS to me a LOT….like…..a LOT is Erika Heilman of the podcast RumbleStrip VT. If i could be anyone besides my self…if i could choose, i'd be her. Here's that word love again. I LOVE Erika Heilman. Every single pod cast, i love so much for so many reasons and she, the content of her podcasts, MATTERS to me….makes a DIFFERENCE in my life. and…………….SHE IS A PERSON. Today she came on to tell us about someone who is sponsoring her podcast. This is the first time i know of that she's done this. There's that donate button, but she doesn't say much of anything at all about it. I do a monthly $5…..measly amount, but……….anyway……………she tells us about East Hill Tree Farm and i listen and then go read and then….i think….immediately, this is a way i can let her know that i am out here and love her but then it morphs into a surprising thing that how i can say that is
i CALLED East Hill Tree Farm on their ………………land line……………and it said leave a message and i begin my weird message and after a long time was interrupted by the PERSON, Nico, who said Hello and what i ended up doing was to gift Forrest Foster, Dairyman, friend of Erika $50 of some tree or berry bush or bare root something, whatever he might think, and that Nico will talk to Erika and they can figure out how to do this between the two of them
the last regular podcast….Erika hung out with Forrest. I am here. Me. trying to understand Radical Acceptance. I listen to Erika and Forrest as they drive through Hardwick VT in a pickup and Forrest, Forrest has the key. Forrest IS
radical acceptance
and i am so grateful for them…my Friends. I love them. Love. love them.
Addendum 12~16
there's something about these words….either something missing or something unintended implied…..?……that has bothered me all day. Again….these wordy kinds of posts….come from fragmented thoughts throughout a day and come to be a post just with stream of consciousness late in the evening. i never organize any thoughts ahead of time. long ago in the past, when i've tried, things felt stilted. Anyway….i'll keep thinking and just let things simmer. Come back later. Above all else, Love and Love
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