existential crisis of a 7 year old

" What is a flower? A thing that makes pollen for bees? What is a bee? What am I? What is real? What is?"

She went on and on with questions. She is frustrated. She wonders what is real. She wonders what the point of words is. No wonder she has been angry. This seems like alot for a little girl to be worrying about. She takes on more than she needs to for some reason. Sometimes she insists that she is here to take care of me. She is a caretaker. She loves the earth and sometimes wails to release the burden that comes along with that love. She busks at the holiday market, singing about how wrapping paper, and most of christmas, will soon be trash filling the earth. She puts on plays with her theater troupe to act out how she feels about her mom and dad arguing. She tells me about bullies at her school, and how she challenges them to come after her so they wont hurt the 'weaker' kids. She tells me that her name means love and laughter. She tells me her job is to help people get their anger out.
She understands more than some adults I know.
And, she is a bit too much for me to handle sometimes.

WWTTD?

What would the tribe do?

After all the learning I have done over the last 6 years, sometimes I feel like ... like... what? An idealistic alien maybe. Does my ideal really exist?
I want tribal living. I want everyone to feel loved and accepted. I want to feel loved and accepted. I want healthy communication. I want people to emotionally support each other. I want to physically live in a tribe of people with the same ideas. I want my daughter, and all kids, to feel loved and accepted.
My bigger question is this, what do we do when a person does not seem to 'fit in' to a community? Sometimes we can tell them to leave. If they are an adult doing something "wrong" enough, we can send them to jail. We can put them on drugs. We can send them to a mental hospital.
What about a child?
What do tribes do? What did they do?
I dont believe in reward and punishment, therefore, I dont believe in jail. I also believe that if we support our children properly, there would be no need for jail. I dont think tribes had 'jails'.
Of course these modern urban 'tribes' are not the same as tribes of long ago... or any tribe that a person is born into and lives with their whole lives. When we throw a bunch of people together with many different life experiences, that s a whole different story. We have to build our own culture, we have to work on our issues, we have to heal our own childhood wounds.

I have this dream of living with an actual tribe with Ama. I want to be immersed in a tribal culture for awhile. Eventually I might go to Africa to do this, but first I want to go somewhere closer. I am very excited because I am pretty sure I will experience a native american tribe with in the next year. It is very exciting and also very scary. I have to overcome some fears of being accepted, among other things, and I know I will still have fears, but I will have to feel the fear and do it anyway.

and just a reminder... I am still working on building my tribe in Oregon. Eventually I want to get land and start a child centered ecovillage

I would love comments, questions,and connections to tribes and villages of any sort!

triple L time zone

I am in my own time zone sometimes. I hope that I can get back to my commitment to write here everyday, soon. I know I could be more proactive. I know there is alot I could do better.. but then people tell me I am being too hard on myself. I have a whole list of things I think I should be able to do. I should be able to write a small blog everyday. I should be able to get my schedules on track to be more proactive. I should be able to make a list of what I am thankful for, on Thanksgiving.
should
sure
well, I didnt
I do want to make a list now though, even if I am not having the most grateful type of day.
Thankfulness...
sweet potatoes- the white ones especially
goodwill bins
those moments when I can tell I am doing something right with Ama
argyle socks
Ama's smile
parent support groups
Heart of Now
gumbo
buddha church
breath of fire
friends
family
friends who are more like family
friends who make me start a compost pile with them when I visit
truth
dance dance revolution
my courage to try DDR
my courage to at least go to the booty bassment party
karaoke
hot springs
hulu
flashmobs
villages