We don’t accomplish anything in this world alone … and whatever happens is the result of the whole tapestry of one’s life and all the weavings of individual threads from one to another that creates something.
– Sandra Day O’Connor
The outpouring of support and excitement about this tiny blog is wondrous. So many people have sent it onto friends, family and clients, mailing lists and posted on their websites and in their newsletters. This is what community is. The whole working for each individual and the support of that which affects the whole. Thank you for everyone’s support and loving emails.
This moment of launching a blog into cyberspace is the first step of truly experiencing one of the core values of the Gypsy: Community, family, honor, connection. We have lost so much of the essential nature of being human the minute someone or some group decided that a core value of being an American was to create the Nuclear Family, put up fences between groups, between houses and unshared pools, and backyard BBQ’s. Now we drive down any suburban street at 2 am and see individual blue light coming from every house. A lonely sight.
We as humans are Pack Animals. Designed to live and thrive in connection to one another. Most of the world still lives and values living in Community. Extended families all over the world live together under on roof, hut, RV, urban community or Sampan. Our big homes take so much time and effort to pay for, to fill up and to live in that we often don’t even know the people that live next door.
So, as I explore the Gypsy life, at the center of my interest is in re-discovering the way in which living in community can be on or off the road. RV parks are community and some live there year round. Hell’s Angels are a kind of community that stick together like glue, some churches are community, Circus People, Elder Hostel people who meet come together and fashion long enduring friendships and travel together.
There are a hundred transmutations of living in the pack. The glue is common desire, common goal, common belief. In the animal world in most cases you cut one member out of the pack, the hive, the flock, the pod and they usually die early and are a target for predators. We need each other much more than we realize. Our physical health depends on the interaction between ourselves and others. The smiles and hugs and kisses we share abundantly change our vibrational frequency, strengthen the heart and keep us inspired.
I will be exploring these themes as I travel. Finding out how community broke down in the first place, how others are reestablishing those commitments to communal living, to mobile living and especially those who have adopted even more of The Gypsy Life.
The community stagnates without the impulse of the individual. The impulse dies away without the sympathy of the community.
you go, girl! Love, Sis