A No Internet Day

It is one of those days that I sometimes experience here in Guatemala. It is the Rainy Season. It is cloudy and drizzle is falling very lightly. It is a very sleepy day without the Internet.

It is becoming clearer to me that the Internet consumes a great deal of my time. I find it interesting that I can stay so busy online. The hours disappear so quickly.

The Internet runs in the background of my life. When I have no connection, I sense all the information I am cut off from. I can’t read the news. I can’t research the subjects I am interested. More importantly, I can’t read my email.

Email connects me to others. I have developed a network of friends who are now spread around the world. Many of those people have lived in San Pedro for extended periods. They are now traveling further, or have returned home.

We communicate sporadically. Yet, we are all connected by links through other people. One way or the other, we have an idea of what each is doing.

It is fun also to stay in touch with those who return here each year like birds in flight. When these folks return to Lake Atitlan you know the weather is changing up North. Their return is one of the ways I know the Seasons will soon change here.

Each day I try to communicate with one person. This means I write them a letter. That doesn’t work with text messaging. My son has equated my emails to books. I would call them essays. My longer emails are written that way for a reason.

First, I have my friends’ total attention for a moment. I can tell them what is happening in my life. I can ask questions about what is going on with them. I can comment on the things I know they are experiencing.

It takes two to communicate. I am working on keeping the process going.

Recently, I read that the key to maintaining a friendship is staying in touch. Friendship is created by communication. Break the communication for too long and the friendship withers.

Email is such an easy way to keep the communication going. When my Internet comes back up you know where I will be.

I checked this morning. They said it would be just an hour. It’s another rainy day in Guatemala.

Smile. ET

One of Those Days

Blessing Day at Lake Atitlan

It is a blustery day, and we will likely have a shower later. It a beautiful day. I am pensive. I have been thinking.

I feel like a ping-pong ball in an air machine. Once in awhile I bump into something, but otherwise I am floating mid-air.

My appetite has disappeared. I have little interest in leaving the house. Food seldom calls. How long has it been since I have stood under the showerhead? Might have been longer than I realize.

Harry goes out for walks on his own. Only my addiction to tobacco, and my responsibility to feed Harry, drive me from my nest. I am very comfortable here. No drama. No chaos.

Looking at me, I would ask if I am depressed. Looking at me, I would answer, “No.” I am distracted. I have wandered in to an illusionary world.

It is called Cyberspace. It is the Internet. I know it enters my perception with its electronic dots and dashes, yet it is not there. It is an illussion.

I can’t touch it, yet it is touching my life. It does nothing for my appetite, yet totally occupies my time. Why do I give it so much of my life? I think I know.

There are people somewhere on the other end of those electronic dots and dashes. I search for them.

Today, one found me among all the distractions. She touched my heart, and that is very special.

I have a beautiful place where I live. I like staying home. Cyberspace is a part of my life and it is good. I like where I am, but my friends are scattered all over the world. We now connect in Cyberspace.

I think Harry is getting fat. Must be those extra home cooked extras in his bowl at night.

Staying home isn’t all bad, even for Harry. The Internet touches his life too. When I tell him friends have stopped by he listens. He knows there names. He knows Charli sent him a butt rub today from Australia. Harry’s happy too!

Smiles. ET

Would you like to know more about Harry and his friends?

Just run “Harry” in Search in the right column of this page, or check out the “Harry the Dog Page.”

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