As a child of the 1960's, I'm a leftover hippie child. Yes, my bumper is littered with stickers like,
War is Not the Answer, Teach Peace and buy local organic
and yes, I've been referred to as, "earthy, granola, Birkenstock & tie dye wearing, blah, blah". I don't see these comments as derogatory, I'm proud of who I am. For years I thought about living in a commune...or starting one. There's just something wonderful about growing your own vegetables, herbs, knitting homespun wool, and leaving the tv and electronics behind. As a matter of fact, the only tv we own is in our bedroom and it's a tiny little 15 or 19" thing. Until recently, our children have attended Waldorf schools.
Anyhoo...
Today, after walking the littlest Monkey to the bus stop, I came home and turned up the cd player and rocked out to Neil Young's Harvest album.
There is a change in the air. I smiled all day today...and what I finally realized is that I've been in a funk lately. Deep down I had sincere doubts we'd win this election...wondered if another election would be stolen, tampered with, etc...
The cloud has been lifted, and I finally have some hope.
At long last, a better future is possible.
Oh, and by the way, if you haven't listened to Neil Young's Harvest album lately, give it a chance. He's the man.
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I thought I used to listen to neil young all the time when I was driving, but then I realized the brake pads just needed replacing.
Ooooh come on, you can't talk smack about Neil Young, he's a legend.
Yeah, there a different feel to the air. I don't get as angry watching the news. Haven't threatened the TV since the day before the elections. Though we know there's a long road ahead, and deep holes to dig out of in more areas than we can count,there's just an air of possibility in the land. Don't know a better way to describe it, but I do know that a considerable amount of free-floating anxiety has been lifted from these shoulders of mine.
As to hippiedom, my sticker says, "It Will Be a Great Day When Our Schools Get All The Money They Need and The Air Force Has to Hold a Bake Sale to Buy a Bomber." Now that President-elect Obama's here, maybe they won't have to have bake sales to pay for Veterans' to get appropriate medical care!
How 'bout that, monkey girl, we're the party in power! Bet even Neil would be proud! Great post, Girlfriend.
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