Anniversary Post

​It is the 28th of September as I write this…9:19am. My battery is at 28% (the computer’s battery that is) so I don’t know how much time I have. But I don’t need much.
 
I wanted to officially report to MyGreenAge.com that I have finally told my husband about this blog. It may seem strange that I had not told him before, but I was saving it for our 18-month wedding anniversary, which was two days ago. We came out to Vernonia to celebrate and have been staying in the cabin for the last two nights! It is a pretty big deal:
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​This is the lower area of the cabin—not the loft. As you can see, there is still no facing on the walls and we haven’t had a chance to install the woodstove we want for the space, but it was amazingly cozy and mild. Open windows obsess me—I NEED them open—so I put up screens to deter bugs and allow for the fresh air I crave night and day. I was amazingly mild and comfortable for September.
 
In the middle of the second night, I awoke to the sound of coyotes! Yipping and howling! I had never heard such a lovely racket until a few hours before we went to bed. My husband—who is very familiar with indigenous wildlife-- told me who was making the strange sounds (which is why I was able to identify them in the wee hours). What an amazing cacophony! Like singing and laughing and screaming—it was some sort of coyote Bacchanal. (I have always identified with Coyote as a folklore figure—the trickster teacher. I love the idea of tricking someone into learning something they may not want to know. I studied oral storytelling for a while, years ago, and Coyote is still a favorite.) I have to admit the sounds were a little intimidating---especially when it sounded like they were getting closer. But that, I believe, is healthy fear and it is good to know it still operates in my city-saturated experience.
 
Back to the big news: Rich knows about the blog! Finally! I’d been keeping it from him to use as an anniversary present--the irony being that we went somewhere where there is no Internet service for me to tell him. I took a few screen shots before we left Portland—the Dedication page, the Homepage and the About page. He is a very private person and I wasn’t sure how he’d feel about having some parts of his life posted online. I really wanted to document our “salad days” so—barring a Zombie Apocalypse or a Demise of Technology—this blog could be a record of where we started.
 
Huge relief: he loves it!
 
That means I can start blogging more about what he’s been doing. I didn’t want to do that before I asked him. He’s been working so hard storing nuts for the winter. I am really excited to share what he’s been doing.
 
I also want to write a bit more about how our relationship in essential to our being here in Vernonia together. Not for the obvious reason that if we weren’t together we would be anywhere together—but that what my inner life looked like before I meet him and what it looks like now…well, those changes have enabled me to take risks and to dream to be me more than I ever have been before. Now that I feel loved unconditionally for the first time ever, I feel like I can really explore who I am and what I have to offer. It is a real gift. Not looking for a mate anymore, or not pretending that I’m not looking for a mate, or not wanting a mate but not having one either, this has freed me up in ways I had no idea about.
 
So, MyGreenAge.com enters a new era—more inclusive and hopefully, more courageous! 
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