When Macha came to live with me, I was renting a regular house, with a well fenced yard, and it even had a even a doggie door. Come to think of it, that’s probably one of the biggest reasons I even let myself think about getting another dog. I felt like I had a good place for one.
When I rescued, Macha, she was 4 years old, and I was praying that she would be able to adjust to having a New Life with me. She did more than just adjust. In the short time I have had her, just eight years now, we have moved many times. From the house, to babysitting at another house, to renting a room from a couple at church, to an apartment. From there we moved into my little car.
That’s right, and I will admit, living in a car? That was pretty tough. But things got better when we got the military cot.
Then we added the tent.
After that there was the borrowed camper, but that did not last long. The area we were in could not work for us. There was too much cellular signal, which means I was not sleeping. That was back in 2013. I didn’t realize that until just now, but this “Not sleeping” thing, has been going on for a while.
Then we got our old van, Jehosheba, and we lived in her for over two years. Then in January of 2015, the good Lord provided my Little Gypsy!
Last summer we got our newer van, Sassy.
Now we have Gracie, our newest van, and my Macha Girle, has adjusted each time.
Moving every two weeks to a new spot is adventure for Macha. Having a window to look out, a meal to eat, something to bark at on occasion, and me to love on, is all she really needs. The house with the yard and the doggie door, would never have provided, all of the amazing stories we now have to tell of our life on the road.
Moving every two weeks, is not working for me anymore. Not since I lost my winter location a couple years ago. When I was able to stay at the long-term visitors area, down close to Yuma Arizona, for four or five months each winter, then I was able to move every two weeks, for the rest of the year. But no longer. As you know, I have been traveling, Force Majeure, for almost 5 years now. Over the last couple of years, I’ve found myself running out of safe places to stay, all over, Arizona. Too many new cellular towers. Additional power substations. Wi-Fi, wireless broadband, microwave internet, and they’ve just approved 5G!! The list of communication devices, that have big emissions of electromagnetic fields, keeps getting longer, and stronger. Every time something new would move in, or get more powerful, I would have to move on.
I don’t sleep. When I’m too close to any of those items, and they all have their different ranges: Five miles from a Cellular Tower. Depending upon how big it is, at least three or four miles from a new power substation. Eight miles from a coal run power plant. At least 15 miles from a water driven power plant. Microwave internet? Wireless broadband? I’m not sure how close is too close, for those items, but if I can see, even a weak Wi-Fi address, on my tablet? I don’t sleep.
I tried to find a way to, permanently, live in the Elgin -Sonoita area, to no avail. Last year, my son left his job and went to Kentucky with me looking for a place to call home. Which didn’t work out at all. Then, even my beautiful little hill, my best sleeping spot, just north of Sonoita, stopped working.
We tried a place in Colorado, last month, which worked for just over two weeks. I was sleeping so well. The Gulch, the owner called it. I said it was a Pocket in Time. Then? Yup, someone set up a wireless broadband antenna, and my summer spot was gone.
So? We’re back in Arizona again. This time we are going to try a different approach. We’re looking for land! Hopefully, land that has an old dilapidated home on it. That way, we would already have a septic tank and a well. A place that is far enough out in the country, and deep enough in a ravine or canyon, so I will be out of range of all of those technological, EMF emitting, wonders. There is still dirt cheap dirt in Arizona, and the cost of living is low here. If, my son, Charles and I, go in on the purchase together, we might actually pull this off!
I know, there is a risk. If somebody parks a big Cellular Tower in my backyard, it will be a problem. But I’m hoping and praying, that if we are diligent in our research, that event will not happen for some time. The fact that I will be living in one place, will allow me time to heal. If I can regain my health, enough, then electromagnetic fields will not have the same effect. If they do? Then at least we will own the property and I would be able to build some kind of EMF Bunker to protect myself. I was just talking with a lady today, who is “living in the bubble” as she called it. I have to admit, for me, that’s a last resort. But I’ve come to realize, that this life on the road, is keeping me ill. Something has to change.
Besides. Unlike many of my friends, I have traveled most of my life. I was born an army brat, then it was 17 years on the road, the first time, and even when I was not living on the road, I rarely ever stayed in one place for more than a year or so. I long for a place to call home, while I am still on this mortal coil. I’m hoping the good Lord will provide that opportunity here, east of Kingman, in Arizona. I have been promising Macha a fenced area, someday, where she can really run! I have also been promising my son, that one of these days I would have a home, where he could come visit me, and have a comfortable place to sit down. A home that had a second bedroom, that he could call his own, or at the very least, a living room, where he could come and crash on the couch, whenever he wanted to. I think, “Someday” has arrived! With the good Lords help, that dream, will happen. That dream of a place to call home, that I have longed for, most of my life, has turned into a goal!
Let the adventure continue! 🙂