Monday, June 13, 2011
A Most Definite Spiritual Directive To Me
I feel frustrated by this lack of understanding or even attempt to understand because it's not what they would do, or that it is not fathomable why I don't just go to the grocery store for all these things like everyone else does. Or how can I help them understand that this is for a more genuine life? That creating things with your hands matters. That picking that egg out of that nest from the chicken that you've given a good life matters. Or plucking that sun warmed tomato from the vine offering your family the freshest, most healthy food for their bodies matters. For me, all of this is most definitely a spiritual directive. When you feel something is right and true so deeply in your soul, then it's met with the glazed over look from the person your talking to or worse the dismissive, "what's the point of all that work, that's silly- just buy it" attitude.
My feeling is because so many people have lost their connection to the very things that keep us grounded. You're not feeding yourself staring at your cell phone or computer screen or ipad. Or feeling the sun warm your skin as you sit among the blueberry bushes harvesting if you're indoors for hours playing wii or watching tv. Life is meant to lived, dirty, physical, satisfying, challenging and most of all connected to nature. What is more essential to our nature then living that genuine life? Then harvesting food, sewing the curtains you need, building the chicken coop to house the very source of your life-giving food? Having the skills to do all this builds the genuine life.
My husband and I could just as easily buy all of this, hire someone else to do the work for us, yes, all that is true. That is the age we live in, but I don't feel it's all for the better. We live this life by necessity to some extent as we don't have the income to hire everyone for everything we need fixed or repaired or built. But even if we did, we would not. We would lose the soul level satisfaction of working with our hands and nourishing our bodies with love and care and attention. To see the sense of pride in my husband's eyes at the coop he built for the chickens, or installing the new light fixture or fixing his car. Or for myself to smell the strawberry jam simmering on the stove, or shelves of canned food to get us through the winter, or chickens happily clucking while they go about their business. The knowledge that we have the skills we need to survive in a different way then most. No amount of money could buy that. Ever.
Wishing you the enlightenment that shared passions bring, ~Peacemom