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Nov 2011
Let’s move to a hippie commune. Let’s grow out our hair and spend our days sitting under the shade of sweeping, graceful trees. Let’s spend so much time outside that our hair goes blonde. Let’s write poetry in notebooks and not be afraid to read it out loud. Let’s make friends who care about things. People who want to help other people. I want to be a person among the noise but who does not always need to contribute to it.
Let’s listen. Listen to what our fellow people have to say—and then let’s support them. Can we just sit around a campfire and let that be the thing we do that night?
Now and then, let’s go out and be whatever the community needs. Not because we should nor because of some religious mandate, but because we can. I want to be part of a community that leans on each other. No hierarchies. Common good. Putting forth what one has, be it material or otherwise, for the sake of sharing. Let’s feed birds, squirrels and children.
Let’s make love on a blanket in the shade. I’ll let my long hair swing while I’m on top of you and kiss you ******* the mouth, completely out in the open. Hard.
Let’s forget about time and live by the sun. Let’s be awake when we’re awake and be sleeping when we’re tired. Let’s eat when we’re hungry and not because it’s time. When a cool breeze floats in, let’s stop everything we’re doing and breathe it in. Let’s smoke a joint.
Let’s bathe in a river. Let’s float in the soft current and let it ease our minds. Let’s take all our worries to the water. Let’s leave them there.
Let’s build our social network by shaking hands. Let’s solidify those connections by singing together. Let’s slow our hearts by talking about books.
Let’s cry when we’re sad. I want to feel something real and unabashedly open myself up to its profound ability to change me.
Let’s laugh when we’re happy. Let’s smile so wide we can’t help but let a giggle escape. Let’s allow ourselves to experience moments so deeply that we are shaped by them.
Let’s be together in a field. Let’s make wishes on flowers and tuck them into my hair for safekeeping.
Let’s make music a vital component of our love. Let’s never go anywhere without each other and a guitar.
Let’s dance. With closed eyes, let’s swing our arms around and let our bodies move however they please.
Let’s sit on the ground and feel the earth. Let’s sleep under stars.
Let’s go to sleep in each other’s arms. Let’s rock each other to sleep. Always.
Katie Hetherman
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