I miss Erin Claire, but I love looking at her blog (click here to see). I have her bike so I know she'll have to come back to get it. It's a cold, gloomy day here in Portland. We just got back from a fun visit in Indianapolis where it was 90 degrees and humid. Quite a shock.  John has a cold.  I have the blues.  I'm working on my book on indifference, feeling very inspired by my trip to do so.  

John and I discussed selling our house in a year and being free to move and live wherever we want.  Invest the proceeds and have mobile lifestyles and ways of making an income.  Thus, the new inspiration to get the book written and to get on with my work!  John said he was inspired by my dear friend Erin Claire. Our dear friend.  Who gave away almost all of her belongings, save the few things we are storing for her, packed her suitcase and went to spend time with her father in Louisiana.  It awoke something in John, a desire to be free, unattached in a healthy way.  He wants to do humanitarian work with the rest of his life. I want to write about indifference and other things we don't want to look at but must if we are to evolve. We need to be free to do these things.  Who says we are supposed to own a house and stay rooted in one place? Portland has been good to us, good for us.  It was good for us to be rooted for a while.  But now, my own innate desire to be open and free is reasserting itself and, to my good fortune, I am married to someone with the same nature.  

I will be sad to sell my home. It's quite adorable and I love my garden that I created and the stone retaining walls I built and the fence we had put in and my nandina.  It's the only home I've ever owned. But do we really 'own' such things.  We pay to stay in them for a time, but they were there before, housing someone else's family, and they will remain long after we are gone.  Do we own the ground they are built on?  Who can own the earth, any more than own the sky?  We borrow such things for a time and then we leave them, one way or another.   

I'll post pix from Indy as soon as I get home.  That's all for now...