What if...
/What if it was 1776, not 2026? After all 250 years ago is barely noticeable when you think that humans have been on earth for 6 million years. What would life be like for me in Richmond, Vermont, at 60 Wolf Lane? To start with I would be six feet under, since I never would have lived to nearly eighty; maybe half 80. But let’s say I did.
I’ve heard of the Green Mountain Boys, led by Ethan Allen. They live and fight for freedom, a short distance away, but that is a long way to travel, even if I had a buggy. I am in the middle of a hotbed of revolutionary activity. I believe strongly in independence from Britain, but I detest war. What am I to do? How do I help, without killing anyone? It is hard enough killing the wolfs at the cabin door. It is hard enough cutting precious trees down to have the heat to make it to spring. It is hard enough trapping prey to feed the family. Spring, if I live that long, will provide rain and milder temperatures to till the soil and harvest fruits and vegetables - I dream of that. I dream of community with my neighbors, when I can get an opportunity to go the distance. How big is this world I live in? Is it different for others? I know it is different. I see it in my little world around me - Slavery - Blacks, women.
Snap out of it Mike, it’s 2026. Freedom, not perfect, but a lot better than 250 years ago! I have the technology, to reach the world with this blog. I have electricity. Eighteen inch walls surround me to make the heat loss efficient. I have a wood fireplace for aesthetics and a little extra comfort. I had the best meal of my life last night - 5 courses - raw tuna, cappelleita (or something like that), scallops, pastry wrapped swordfish. Each course enhanced with a flavorful sauce, and paired with fine wine. The last course was sharing a chocolate tort and special cake with my CLAUTTIA companion, Mary Lou. I finished with a cup of tea. The Starry Night Cafe is twenty miles away, but only took a half hour in my late model electric car, riding on asphalt (although, I do live on a dirt road). By the way I plan to fly to Great Britain for a vacation in 2026. I am grateful to Be now. Maybe I would have been 250 years ago, or 250 years in the future. Freedom to choose LOVE within, is, was, and will be.
Skylight