April 20: Why No WiFi

Last week I posted a card on a cupboard door that said, "Wander where the WiFi is weak." Well, I did, and it was, so for five days and nights, I have been pretty much off line, and unable to use my phone as a hotspot because I'm in the middle of nowhere southeast of Tulsa, Oklahoma.

Last night we survived a tornado warning, an intense thunderstorm with hail, strong winds, and lightening like I've never seen before. For hours about all I did was look out the two windows that didn't have curtains and watch the light show. Pyewacket allowed me to hold him for about 20 minutes during some of the worst of it, which is not like him. Last night he was calm and put up no resistance. I was also calm ... once I put myself in the arms of The Mother surrendered to there will. I also kept up a one-sided conversation praising Karmalita the Skoolie and Amethysta the Dragon on the roof, for keeping us dry and safe.

Am I the only one who talks to objects? My laptop. The hammock. The phone that is trying to commit suicide by falling onto hard surfaces. Jar lids that don't want to open. Trees. Jewelry. The toaster. My favorite mug. Scenery. I think of them as having a function they proudly perform to serve me, and I want them to know they are seen, appreciated, cared for, and valued ... or it wouldn't have made it onto the bus.

Monday we move to a middle of nowhere an hour away. It's a 1,350 acre cattle ranch. After that come two wineries, and perhaps a casino as we make our way out of Oklahoma with a long to-do list, from writing a Beltane ritual to getting an oil and filter change, and from a pedicure to repotting my ivy plant.