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Saturday, May 29, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Late nights, long objectified days
Somehow I've gotten into a rhythm of staying up late into the night talking on the phone and then waking up early the next day to do farming. Somehow it is actually possible.
I had a beautiful realization today while pulling parsnips from the ground. I realized that they are alive. It is a weird thing, to know that the world around you is actually alive. I was looking at this parsnip I had just pulled and thought 'is it still alive now that I've uprooted it?' and then 'Where does it's life end?' A couple of weeks ago, on one of our first days in the garden, Titia and I were talking about working soil and how you have to be careful with it because it is alive. I could not wrap my head around it and told her so and she said "so if I understand you right, up to now you have been thinking of the world as a series of objects. Now maybe you can start thinking about it as a network of living things". With a new appreciation for the living nature of the world, I'm thinking, holy smokes! I've been objectifying everything. Everything I relate to is objectified to a certain extent. It's that old story where we name something, we label it and file it away and never think about it again. And we think we know what it is. I had objectified my life to the point where nothing was real anymore. In fact I think I probably even objectified myself. I am rejoicing in this great change from a static world of objects to a dynamic living organism and dedicating myself to recognizing the dynamic living quality of the world around me. Boy is it ever beautiful.
I had a beautiful realization today while pulling parsnips from the ground. I realized that they are alive. It is a weird thing, to know that the world around you is actually alive. I was looking at this parsnip I had just pulled and thought 'is it still alive now that I've uprooted it?' and then 'Where does it's life end?' A couple of weeks ago, on one of our first days in the garden, Titia and I were talking about working soil and how you have to be careful with it because it is alive. I could not wrap my head around it and told her so and she said "so if I understand you right, up to now you have been thinking of the world as a series of objects. Now maybe you can start thinking about it as a network of living things". With a new appreciation for the living nature of the world, I'm thinking, holy smokes! I've been objectifying everything. Everything I relate to is objectified to a certain extent. It's that old story where we name something, we label it and file it away and never think about it again. And we think we know what it is. I had objectified my life to the point where nothing was real anymore. In fact I think I probably even objectified myself. I am rejoicing in this great change from a static world of objects to a dynamic living organism and dedicating myself to recognizing the dynamic living quality of the world around me. Boy is it ever beautiful.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Change of place, change of pace?
Hey, sorry it's been so long. I've been swamped! You know the idyllic bike ride I wrote about early on? Well I've had some other feelings about it since. What might they be? It's exhausting, I can't handle it, O no, not again! That's just the way things go I guess. Everything's nice in small doses, but what is sustainable? That's the big question. Anyways, so I've changed it up a bit. I moved into a one room cabin in Brooke Valley, about fifteen minutes bike ride from the farm. Thank goodness Coral has been so generous to let me use her bike. It's really growing on me..
The cabin is beautiful. It's all wood, with a little sink, a wood stove, a nice big sittin' chair, and a simple, single bed. For the first time in my life I get to have a shelf full of mason chairs with grains, legumes, nuts and seeds. It's so beautiful, what a practical decoration! There is a wee pond just a few steps from the cabin which I did a little skinny dipping in the first night I was here. (shh..) It's nice to have wild water to bathe in. The downside is that I think mosquitoes really enjoy skinny dipping too and they tend to follow me home. I'm developing quite a collection of little tiny mosquito bodies. It's been hot here. At least during the day and then cooling off in the evenings. From what I here this is good, because once it's hot in the evenings it will be black fly season and there's no respite until August.
I'm still working on getting morning and evening chores figured out.. Tonight, for some reason the pigs decided they wanted to go in the back door of the barn and when they found the door was closed, they tried to come around the barn and one got all tangled up in a wheel barrow. I get pretty freaked out when the pigs do anything weird because they all way hundreds of pounds and are all muscle. When they have something on their mind, particularly food, nothing can get in their way. And yet, things seem to work out alright. So far anyways.
The cabin is beautiful. It's all wood, with a little sink, a wood stove, a nice big sittin' chair, and a simple, single bed. For the first time in my life I get to have a shelf full of mason chairs with grains, legumes, nuts and seeds. It's so beautiful, what a practical decoration! There is a wee pond just a few steps from the cabin which I did a little skinny dipping in the first night I was here. (shh..) It's nice to have wild water to bathe in. The downside is that I think mosquitoes really enjoy skinny dipping too and they tend to follow me home. I'm developing quite a collection of little tiny mosquito bodies. It's been hot here. At least during the day and then cooling off in the evenings. From what I here this is good, because once it's hot in the evenings it will be black fly season and there's no respite until August.
I'm still working on getting morning and evening chores figured out.. Tonight, for some reason the pigs decided they wanted to go in the back door of the barn and when they found the door was closed, they tried to come around the barn and one got all tangled up in a wheel barrow. I get pretty freaked out when the pigs do anything weird because they all way hundreds of pounds and are all muscle. When they have something on their mind, particularly food, nothing can get in their way. And yet, things seem to work out alright. So far anyways.
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