Organic gardening is definitely about changing your mindset. If two parasitic wasps can share a tiny flower and not fight over it, carefully dancing around one another for almost 20 minutes, then I can share my garden with the insect kingdom and the few animals and birds that are interested. And we can choose to share our planet and not take everything for the humans. If we continued on our present course, there wouldn’t be anything left for the humans, either, as at some point on this trajectory we shut down our life support systems. I don’t think we’re going to get there, though.
I’m not being naively optimistic. People really are waking up. We are participating in the mother of all movements. It has lots of different faces — protecting the environment from toxins, facing up to the consequences of peak oil, slow food, relocalization, going organic, transition towns, fighting factory farms and animal cruelty, the simplicity movement, permaculture, the 100-mile diet, carbon footprints, etc. — but I do believe we’re witnessing a vast awakening. It just doesn’t look like anyone expected it to look — and because it is occurring organically, on so many different fronts, with such variety, often in tiny little groups, the media can pick it apart and categorize it and make it seem like it’s not as huge as it is. But when you take a wider lens, the view is awe-inspiring.
It’s pretty exciting. We can do this. We can change the course of history.
This week, I challenge you to share something you don’t usually even consider sharing. Get outside your comfort zone. Let’s playfully relearn one of the greatest lessons of kindergarten.
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it just makes sense
We are together for a very short time, so it makes sense to live in harmony, in unconditional friendship.
~ Bokar Rinpoche
Please consider this my thank you note to all of you, for reading, and commenting, and sending me messages, and telling me your stories, and writing your beautiful blog posts, and just shining and shining and spreading joy out into the world.
It means so much to me, and I don’t tell you often enough how grateful I am.
I’m still amazed that I get to do this, that we are able to share like this, that we’re so privileged to connect with each other across the miles, every day, whenever we find time. An ocean might separate us… or only the Georgia/South Carolina border. Whatever separates us from each other, though, is forgotten in this virtual space, where kindred spirits find no barriers.
And I want to extend a special thank you to one of my readers today.
To Lynn, who has a beautiful, optimistic blog definitely worth your click (hint, hint), and who was my first steady commenter. Oh, I’d had drop-ins before, but no one stuck around — probably because I hadn’t yet figured out that it would be a good idea to respond to those comments or to go visit commenters’ blogs and try to return the love. I was a wet-behind-the-ears blogger when Lynn started coming to read what I wrote, and she has been such a sunny and loyal and encouraging presence ever since. She even networked on my behalf before I’d figured out the rudimentary blog etiquette, bringing me to the attention of another blog friend (Talon) who means so much to me now. It’s hard to imagine my blogging journey without Lynn’s presence.
So, Lynn, thank you, my friend, and namasté.
To all of you who bring your own special something to the conversation here at the blog, I appreciate every single word.
And to all of you who read and look at the photos and continue to come back for more, thank you for being an important part of my journey here. I don’t ever forget that you are here, following along with me, and your silent presence is a comfort and an encouragement for me.
Every time I sit down to write, you are all with me. At least, it feels that way.
Namasté, y’all.
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