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Harmony Kieding Hmmm, new 12-Step Program needed, here. Would sort of start as follows: 1)Powerless over joining Online groups. Case in point- on one online group alone, yours truly belongs to 206 groups, 14 of which I own, and another 6 of which I moderate. Don't know how it will end yet! Will keep myself posted:-) Current mood: amused. Just kidding- the only fog is in my mind. Outside there are heaps and heaps of ice and snow on the ground. Inside, there's just the sound of the clothes washer going through its spin cycle. How can at least a month and a half have gone by since my last entry? I continue to wonder how on earth I will ever put together a life resume. Somehow any sense of accomplishment seems to elude me, but my best friend might point out all the groups I moderate and all the websites I build. At least I've finally been so many years online and on the Internet that it no longer seems glamourous- I manage to do my work online, then get offline and do dishes and housework and errands to the store:-) Maybe next entry or so I'll have whatever courage I can muster to begin writing my life story. Just thinking about my friends Joe Reynolds and Bridget Reilly and wishing I was a rich philanthropist instead of a formerly homeless woman trying to ease back into so-called "normal" "society". I have this sense of waiting for my life to shift onto a different level or another phase. I am paused, suspended, ears and mind open for the New. I am basically babbling:-) Ok, back to my friends. Bridget's book, Real Life in the Marginal World, is scheduled for the printer's next month, and I am thrilled for her! Joe is a talented artist, jewelry designer and human being extraordinary, although he might be embarrassed by that last description. In the years I've known him online, he's become a friend/brother and basically I wish for him to find the woman of his dreams, and kindred spirit friends who live within driving distance so that he and they can share a conversation over coffee. I long for a gentle world. |
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