Tethering

Are you tethered?

I am experimenting with 'tethering' using my cell phone corded to my computer for internet service and noticing the paradox in the idea of being tethered.

It gives me freedom to be online wherever I get phone service.  But, conversely, I am restricted because I cannot use my phone if tethering.  (All this an attempt to drop expensive cable/tv services/be at the mercy of their dictates.)

It has caused me to contemplate the idea of being tethered.

My elderly friend is now on oxygen.  She is on a very long awkward tether to a machine in her home.  While it limits her freedom of motion, she can breathe freely.  She also has a very small portable pack for out and about which she may or may not use based on her self-disclosed tethering to vanity. 

I reflect on 'my' vanity tethering....reluctance to 'be natural'.  Camouflage age... with cosmetics, clothing.

I am tied to my house.  Questioning whether ownership is a good idea or not.  Is the convenience of owning my own home, doing what I want to it...making it 'mine'... having security/a safe haven for survival, worth it?  I would like to return to Idaho where I lived twenty years, twenty years ago.  Where I raised my family, have several dear lifelong friends (a 'love' tether, perhaps?),  have history/memories (more tethering?). Where I would like to live out my life. 

And.

I am tethered.

I have bought or built a few homes on my own and not being able to sell one 'when I wanted', easily, has been frustrating (mine has been on the market three summer seasons now).  Humbling.  Would be so easy to have a tantrum.  Quite honestly. Easy to lie on the floor and kick and scream and holler, at the injustice of it!  How dare the universe deny ME?!!!!    ME!   Perfect, deserving, wonderful ME.  

Yes.

Very very humbling is all this.

And.  I 'could' break the tether of feeling I HAVE to sell to move.  I COULD rent my house and rent in Idaho....let go, break that tether of home ownership/security?

I have two girlfriends who can literally get all they own in their cars.  And they do not own homes.  They are 'free.'  (and, of course, paradoxically, tire of a gypsy life).

Frankly, I think our ego selves love this dilemma.  Love that our minds can drive us crazy regarding 'just about ANYTHING!'

What is 'your' leash?

Relationship?  Job?  Health?  Money?  Addiction?

Maybe it's time for us all to chew through it and be free.

Woof!  Arf!