August 2011
2 posts
July 2011
2 posts
May 2011
5 posts
“Instead of dirt and poison, we have chosen to fill our hives with honey and wax; thus furnishing mankind with the noblest of things, which are sweetness and light.”
—Jonathan Swift
and the farm died.
rain for a soundtrack. cold seeps in through windows unsheltered (to capture as much light as the grey will allow). i put on my wool slippers and boil water for tea.
it’s been a quiet couple weeks since my dream of a farm (and being my own boss) died. the farm partnership failed before the seedlings could reach light. in the emptiness of mourning and doubt, i have accomplished little. sleep trouble. anger. lethargy. tears.
i know it will pass. don’t need anyone to tell me that.
the hard part is seeing the light. relating to the ideas of confidence, purpose, drive. i just don’t relate right now. my momentum was blind-sided. my hope was snuffed. my purpose kicked in the gut.
April 2011
1 post
February 2011
6 posts
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January 2011
22 posts
“We’re members of each other—all of us—everything. The difference is not whether you are or not, but whether you know you are or not. Because we’re all under each other’s influence. We’re all are affected by one another’s others lives and decisions. And there is no escape from this membership.”
—Wendell Berry
