How to Become a Hermit in 2017

Jennifer graduated from university in 2004 and quickly discovered how hard it is to find new and close friends.  In past days she sometimes connected with colleagues Michelle and David after work, but most of her former classmates live out of state or country so she depends on Facetime and Skype to stay in touch with them. 

Not long after her 10-year marriage to prescription addict Christopher , Jennifer decided to move away from familiar settings and settle down in a major urban area in an effort to change her environment and expand her group of friends.  Despite the Meet Up groups and Eventbrite happenings, she never seemed to connect with anyone so she turned back to her former crew via her newest #iphone.  

Jennifer did luck up and find the digital marketing job of her dreams, and she was given the opportunity to telecommute, attending meetings and training using conferencing apps like Zoom.  Jennifer felt this job came at the perfect time seeing that she did not feel like applying a full face of makeup most days, especially after her recent divorce. 

After hearing about a growing number of school and church shootings, Jennifer was happy to do online worship, as well as psychology classes on the web and found she could easily send monetary gifts and payments via PayPal.

She lived alone with her cat Sally, so she’d order their food, her jammies and toiletries through online stores, but after the vet stopped by for a house call one day, and mentioned that a new super store was being raised a couple of miles away, Jennifer realized she hadn’t left her house in two months…

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The New Age has Arrived and Brings a Bit More than We Imagined.

We expected to shift into the Age of Aquarius in a collective energy of community, cooperation and togetherness, but with the onslaught of mindless killings and meaningless physical relationships, many have taken advantage of cost and fuel-saving work-from-home options, and their feet haven’t seen real shoes for months.  The only thing unbound in their lives right now are their toes.

Modern inventions, to include the internet, podcasting, social media, online stores, web church, etc., are absolutely awesome, but then we put it all together and found out it equals a big fat ‘never leave home’.

There’s Nothing Wrong with the New Age of Hermits, But What Do You Do If You Miss the Personal Touch?

Everyone knows that online dating is not all it’s cracked up to be, but gone are the days, pretty much, where one runs into the random stranger and proceeds to a local bar….the guy or girl could drop something in your drink, leaving you to wake up naked in an alley for God’s sake!

There’s still safety in numbers, and actual classrooms vs cloud learning continue to be an option, along with cultural groups and other unions that require background checks that bring together like-minded individuals who are interested in similar past-times.  Some people will even bite the bullet and use a more selective and expensive human-managed hook up service which requires safety checks and balances, and it may be worth the money expended on such a venture.

There are quite a few of you who have found yourselves in the same predicament as Jennifer as you trudge through this fast-becoming, nontraditional journey called life.  Things have changed,yet no two journeys are alike.

Creatives have collectively been extremely ingenious about developing innovative conveniences that so many enjoy.  Perhaps it is time to be just as creative about delivering ourselves out of this mistakenly, self-imposed, and growing hermit society.

We need to ask ourselves some questions:

  1.  Would internet censorship prevent mentally unstable individuals from getting ideas about harming others?
  2. Is it necessary for American to know everything that is happening in each city and nation or is it too much?  Do we trust censorship?
  3. What in the hell is happening with supposed gun control laws that are already in existence?
  4. Is online shopping contributing to an antisocial society, and should the online giants invest money in purposeful, locally run, fresh food markets that neighbors can walk to, and that have areas for socializing? (Caviat:  I love online stores, but I need to ask the questions.)

Just some things to think about.

RT

 

How I Won at Life by Playing Powerball

This week the Powerball jackpot was up to $1.6 billion!

I hurried to get my ticket fantasizing about all the things I could buy:  a huge mansion, sports cars, a personalized plane, cruises, a chef, clothes, an occult bookshop/coffee house….but then I thought about something.  There was this underlying nagging feeling that was in my chest.

None of this would mean anything to me without someone to share it with.

Constant travel is fatiguing.

I can only eat so much without becoming unhealthy.

What would I have to look forward to after the first year?

Begging, crying relatives will alienate me from my family (when I constantly tell them no).

So here’s what I decided…

I want money so that I do not have to worry about it and so that I can live freely, enjoying earth’s offerings and besides that, I want love and happiness, because without anyone to share it with, it’s useless.

Thanks Powerball!

Dream of Natives of Islands North of Trinidad

natives2Waking Life Prelude

Yesterday an exterminator visited my home and informed me that he would like to go to St. Lucia to honeymoon — he and his fiance are marrying in August of this year.  I asked exactly where the islands were.  He pulled out his phone and showed me the map and they are northwest of Trinidad.  I did not give it any more thought.

I am almost certain there are no coincidences in life as the Universe is too horribly mathematical for that…

The Dream

I was home and looking out of the window during the spring season.  I noted that many caucasian couples were planting on the first day of spring as if their lives depended on it.  I then looked at an old tomato plant that I had, which I thought had died, but it was full of fruit.  I was very excited.

Suddenly the dream changed and too tall Natives were standing in front of me in Native gear.  I have had numerous dreams of natives in the past.  These men did not have shirts on and their skin was tanned, almost brown.  The taller of the two was very handsome and smelled really good, sort of woodsy.  I touched his skin and it was very smooth.  All of my senses were active (I recently had a medical eye procedure and I am observant of changes in my inner vision as well).  I believed him to be my husband.  His companion was also his protector and he was shorter and not as handsome.  They both had long black hair and wanted me to wait behind for them so that they could go where ever they were headed.  They said they would come back to get me.

I asked them where they were from and he told me some place that started with an ‘O’.  He said it was an island northwest of Trinidad.  He said they had powerful magic there that I should know about, something like shamanism or animism.

Suddenly we were at a church function and I saw my aunt sitting with an occult item and a bible (she is a Christian in real life, and is my aunt by marriage who happens to look like the Native I was speaking with).  I was surprised she had the occult object and there were preachers there and tables full of golden earrings.  The object she held had a painting of fire on it.

After Awakening

I did some research and can only trace the location my dream husband referenced to one of the Indian tribes of Orinoco, likely the Warao or the Caribs who are into animism.  Some of the south Caribbean and South American natives in that vicinity have been known to make occult objects of serpentine or ‘green stone’.  I recently purchased a few serpentine pieces from an African dealer and one of them is very large.  My purchase of serpentine stemmed from a dream I had in early 2015 where I was told I should acquire Chyta, which is another name for serpentine.

My dreams have changed since the purchase of these pieces, becoming more clear.  I will continue to observe the possible effects of my eye surgery and the art pieces on my dreams.