Just returned from the Saturday morning markets, meeting friends as we checked out the local produce, freshly baked breads and organic seedlings. How rich to live where this is possible; conversations about town and social planning, the afternoon meeting of SAGE at our place today, the new wholesome rustic pantry opening in town next week. We bought our bulk laundry liquid from the Solar shop that opened last weekend, and saw other groups of friends having morning coffee at the new café. The town is awakening from a long sleep, fortunately it slept through the 70’s and 80’s and all the old country architecture remained intact. Now a steady influx of new people and a vigorous art, craft and music community have combined with those who settled long ago wanting a more sustainable lifestyle, to create a vibrant and exciting town. The old rural base is like bedrock, we can do it, we can grow our own food, we can care for the earth, we can live sustainably.
There is hope, possibility, encouragement. Together. Community.
Kahlil Gibran says the Prophet spoke about buying and selling thus:
To you the earth yields her fruit, and you shall not want if you but know how to fill your hands. It is in exchanging the gifts of the earth that you shall find abundance and be satisfied. Yet unless the exchange be in love and kindly justice, it will but lead some to greed and others to hunger. When in the market place you toilers of the sea and fields and vineyards meet the weavers and the potters and the gatherers of spices, - Invoke then the master spirit of the earth, to come into your midst and sanctify the scales and the reckoning that weighs value against value. And suffer not the barren-handed to take part in your transactions, who would sell their words for your labour. To such men you should say, "Come with us to the field, or go with our brothers to the sea and cast your net; For the land and the sea shall be bountiful to you even as to us." And if there come the singers and the dancers and the flute players, - buy of their gifts also. For they too are gatherers of fruit and frankincense, and that which they bring, though fashioned of dreams, is raiment and food for your soul. And before you leave the marketplace, see that no one has gone his way with empty hands. For the master spirit of the earth shall not sleep peacefully upon the wind till the needs of the least of you are satisfied.
So it is for the Earth that we care for each other, together we can do it.