I find there are times in my life when I feel so exasperated by my lifestyle. Let me clarify...when I explain to a family member or friend or even acquaintance when they ask why I have wanted chickens for 30 years, or why I put all the work into the vegetable garden or why it matters so deeply to my soul to be able to grow the food that sustains my family only to have that person look at me like I have six heads and have fallen off the 21st century wagon.
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.
Well, to be honest, it's kept me inside my passions for a long time now. I used to share these things with people, but after so many rejections of your core beliefs, it becomes a very personal dismissing. And a lifestyle that I can't understand why more people don't want. I know so many people that rush from one thing to the next, shepherding kids to this activity and the next, needing to work late at that business meeting or project. Folks who spend hours on activities I think are inane, but yet, I allow that there is value to it for them. If they did not get some sense of satisfaction, then they would not be doing it. I don't think they are crazy for their lifestyle choice, but I do think that perhaps some of them are missing the boat. Why is there so much craziness and anger and disconnect in our world?
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.
It isn't until I get the chance to talk to someone that is interested in this sort of thing that I see the glimmer of hope. I have made such a new friend and we spent the whole of our children's baseball practices talking about CSA's, canning, the benefits of raw milk, why organic is so important to our children's health, chick rearing and our shared disgust over the school lunch program. It is then that my spirit relaxes, when I see the glimmer of passion building in that person's eyes and someone who is interested in the knowledge I have built over the 4+ decades of my life, it is then that I feel a little song build and a sigh in my heart. Kindred spirits for your passions are not to be taken for granted. Ever.
Wishing you the enlightenment that shared passions bring, ~Peacemom
1 comment:
Sigh...contentment, indeed, my friend. I'm thrilled to hear that you've found a "kindred organic soul" - sometimes I wish that I had the passion for gardening and "getting dirty" like you do. I admire it, truly. There's a little part of me that's a bit jealous, even. (hehe) But you know my passions...and I'm so glad we can appreciate each other. xo
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