{"id":46295,"date":"2018-11-27T04:00:10","date_gmt":"2018-11-27T04:00:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/2018\/11\/27\/gotta-get-back-to-where-im-from\/"},"modified":"2018-11-27T04:00:10","modified_gmt":"2018-11-27T04:00:10","slug":"gotta-get-back-to-where-im-from","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/2018\/11\/27\/gotta-get-back-to-where-im-from\/","title":{"rendered":"\u201cGotta get back to where I\u2019m from\u2026.\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/emergentanimism.tumblr.com\/post\/180491046449\/gotta-get-back-to-where-im-from\" class=\"tumblr_blog\" target=\"_blank\">emergentanimism<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<figure class=\"tmblr-full\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/66.media.tumblr.com\/b4c90783ca25218b4ebc89ee2018116f\/tumblr_inline_pirmm6nnH11qknzvv_540.png?w=840&#038;ssl=1\" \/><\/figure>\n<p>Change of plans. Probably best that my local spirit shrine<br \/>\nwait until the spring anyway. My amazing wife came up with a better idea.<\/p>\n<p>I was born in the suburbs of Chicago, but Michigan will<br \/>\nalways be home to me. When I was a kid we had two homes. No, we weren\u2019t rich,<br \/>\nper-se. We were certainly better off than a lot of people, but it was a<br \/>\ntestament to the power of solidarity that at one time the American middle-class<br \/>\ncould afford a summer home. My grandmother, who came over from Poland as a<br \/>\nlittle girl, worked for thirty years at General Foods in Chicago. No college<br \/>\ndegree, a woman alone in the workforce, but they had a union. The union<br \/>\ndemanded that the workers got as much of their fair share as possible. Can you<br \/>\nimagine? I\u2019m glad for the advances in civil rights this country has made, but<br \/>\nracism and sexism are still rampant, and we have lost so much in terms of<br \/>\nworker rights. But I digress.<\/p>\n<p>Our second home was in a place called Sister Lakes. I still<br \/>\ndream about it. Those endless summers spent swimming in the lake. I never knew<br \/>\nhow lucky I was.<\/p>\n<figure class=\"tmblr-full\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/66.media.tumblr.com\/91087a93df1e5653e8f57516b08bc72e\/tumblr_inline_pirmo0cnMj1qknzvv_540.jpg?w=840&#038;ssl=1\" \/><\/figure>\n<p>But my grandmother, a woman who based her identity on work,<br \/>\ndied shortly after her retirement. With the pension gone, my mom worked three<br \/>\njobs to try and keep what we had. A losing battle. She wore herself down to a<br \/>\nnub. Unable to work anymore, she sold the house in Illinois and retired to our<br \/>\nhome in Michigan.<\/p>\n<p>I resented it so much at the time. Moving from the city,<br \/>\nafter going to one of the largest high schools in the state of Illinois, to a<br \/>\nhigh school with only three-hundred students. That was a culture shock. I\u2019m<br \/>\nglad for it now, because I can see both perspectives. I know why people in<br \/>\nrural areas think the way they do and I appreciate the more cosmopolitan attitude<br \/>\nof the city. I can talk to people with different backgrounds and relate to<br \/>\ntheir struggles.<\/p>\n<p>I ended up living in Michigan for twenty years, most of it<br \/>\nin Kalamazoo. Even that far inland, one thing, one power, one spirit remained a<br \/>\nconstant\u2014Lake Michigan. I imagine people who live near an ocean understand what<br \/>\nI mean. You seldom look at it, don\u2019t even know it when you\u2019re under its domain,<br \/>\nbut you feel it. It has gravity. It effects the weather and the seasons and the<br \/>\nair you breathe. Only the gods themselves rival its power and influence.<\/p>\n<figure class=\"tmblr-full\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/66.media.tumblr.com\/0224c3c8d3c9c360c164d2d32e06a657\/tumblr_inline_pirmp9H86Y1qknzvv_540.jpg?w=840&#038;ssl=1\" \/><\/figure>\n<p>A strange thing happened when I moved to Indianapolis a<br \/>\ndecade ago. I was never a navigator and always had a piss-poor sense of<br \/>\ndirection. But as soon as I moved to Indianapolis, I always knew which way was<br \/>\nNorth. I could feel the gravity. My blood called out to it. I soon realized<br \/>\nthat I always had a sense which way Lake Michigan lies.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe I\u2019m too big for my britches. Maybe I shouldn\u2019t be<br \/>\ntrying to build a relationship with a spirit so powerful right now. Yet I feel like<br \/>\nthe Lake is family. One of my ancestors. My grandmother bought that house<br \/>\nbecause all of her friends and family bought houses in Michigan if they<br \/>\ncould. So maybe it is family. Maybe this is the bridge for me, the link between<br \/>\nancestor veneration and the spirits of the land.<\/p>\n<p>Next Sunday, my wife and I will drive to Lake Michigan and<br \/>\nbottle up some of that water so we always have it near. There will be a ritual.<br \/>\nI don\u2019t know what it will be yet. All I know is that as I sit here and write this,<br \/>\ntears flowing down my face, is that I want to go home.<\/p>\n<figure class=\"tmblr-embed tmblr-full\"><\/figure>\n<p>\u201cI was born in Chicago, but I go home to\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>emergentanimism: Change of plans. Probably best that my local spirit shrine wait until the spring anyway. My amazing wife came up with a better idea. I was born in the suburbs of Chicago, but Michigan will always be home to me. When I was a kid we had two homes. No, we weren\u2019t rich, per-se. &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/2018\/11\/27\/gotta-get-back-to-where-im-from\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;\u201cGotta get back to where I\u2019m from\u2026.\u201d&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-46295","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46295","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=46295"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46295\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=46295"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=46295"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/tumblr.scrollofthoth.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=46295"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}