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Once upon a time in a land far away I was born. No, wait, I was born and raised
in Missouri! I am one of the few non-coastal folks at Dancing Rabbit. But I'm
hardly from a rural area. I grew up in the suburbs of Kansas City (read: strip
malls). I made my way through school under the watchful eye of my parents who
were and are both teachers (read: conservative). They taught me to work hard
and respect authority (with a stepfather in the military, you better believe
it). The work hard bit has served me well, I believe. Yet somehow, amidst the
usual suburban high school environment I stumbled into crazy music and Eastern
philosophy (that was me, the odd quiet child).
In college I studied environmental
science at Southwest Missouri State. I really wasn't certain what I wanted
to do with my degree. In general I wanted to do
something that created environmental change for the better (save the world,
save the lemurs, all that jive). But what did that mean? Eh, I didn't know.
During
college, I lived in Springfield (read: Bible Belt), where the most radical
organization on campus was Amnesty International (of course I was involved).
Looking back,
there were a lot of things in college I wasn't exposed to (feminism, environmental
activism, sustainable living) mostly because they weren't readily available
around Springfield, but also because I was recovering from suburbia.
After
college these exposures caught up with me. I began working at an engineering
company making maps with GIS software. (This isn't where I was exposed
to more radical ideas, this is where I spent unhappy hours in a cubicle.) To
indulge
my radical side, I spent my evenings and weekends working at the Green
Party
office for the Nader campaign. I was definitely living a double life. This
Jekyll and Hyde-ness ended after I attended a People's Summit on Globalization.
The
event completely shifted the perspective of my reality. From here, my activism,
awareness and knowledge snowballed. I quit my job and the snowball rolled
right into Quebec City for the FTAA protest. My friends and I were among
60,000 or
so other protesters. The support and trust among protesters was amazing.
But overall, what did we accomplish? Not much. (It seems governments (corporations?)
no longer listen to large demonstrations. Perhaps it will take something
greater
than demonstrations to make those in charge change.) From this experience
sprung an idea: to build a positive way of life instead of fighting against
a negative
way of life. (Not to say protests aren't needed. Resistance takes all forms.
But then, that's a whole other topic).
I began shifting my life to be closer
to one I could feel good about. I took a job with an environmental non-profit
in Kansas City, planted a community
garden plot, helped out on an organic farm and saw lots of live music
(this didn't have
much to do with living-with-consciousness, but made me happy nonetheless).
Through this life, I educated people on waste reduction and pollution
and provided myself
with lots of organic produce. I still wasn't satisfied with the manner
in
which I was living because I was still living inside the usual culture
(so to speak).
I felt I was simply creating and playing along with different systems,
but in the old way of thinking, to paraphrase Daniel Quinn.
I began looking
for a different place to live. I had heard about Dancing Rabbit when I stumbled
upon their website while I was in college. In
my search for a
new home, I researched all sorts of communities, but only visited Dancing
Rabbit. Whilst visiting I discovered that this is where I needed to
live. The special
bonus to my visit was that I met my (former) partner Penn. I left my city
life and moved to DR in September 2002. Since then I've been learning
and experiencing
more than I had imagined. I'm thankful to have a life where I am more
self-sufficient and less involved in systems (read: corporations) I
don't believe in supporting.
Mostly I love the silent winter nights and the lack of locks on doors.
Above all, where else could I live where folks would accept, no, encourage
(!)
my handpuppetry?
July 2003
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