Angela 2/6/2009

Last night Matt and I had two new friends over. They are a local couple we've met a handful of times and each time I walk away thinking "I'd like to get to know them better." The last time I actually said "I'd like to get to know you better" to "Grace" and she said "We'd like to get to know you, too, but we were kinda waiting to see how long you would be here. The last time we spent time getting to know people from "The Commune/Farm" they moved away." I appreciated Grace's honesty. I get not wanting to invest a ton of time getting to know folks if they aren't going to be around six months or a year from now and they are destined to be one more relationship to try to maintain assisted by electronics. 

Grace and Nick live on the edge of town, go to a local church, have two kids and a cat, lived for 10 years in DC... and now they live here and are working in wind energy. (BTW - I am so impressed by this I can hardly stand it.) We had a lot in common with them and look forward to getting to know them more. 

Our conversations with them highlighted a few things for Matt and I.... (and this is why I am blogging about it on this infernal website.) 

We want to feel at home. We want to settle down. We want a place and a people to belong to. We want to feel grounded and rooted. We want to develop a space of love for our family. We want to be able to truly live and thrive in this space and not just feel like we are "renters" or invaders. 

We want to be around people whose love for each other is apparent and contagious. We want to laugh. We want to support those who mourn. We want to see forgiveness in action. We want to be with people who respect life, people who honor those around them. People who get shalom and namaste and live those principles out everyday. 

There's so much to this. 

Living without a home and without a people is wearing me out.