Tuesday, May 19

Feral Life

I've just returned from 5 days of bear hunting, basket weaving, pipe making, plant identifying, cedar harvesting, bicycle riding, deer eating gloriousness!

The idea of living feral is interesting. Whereas Colonization can be understood as the domestication of humans, the process of decolonizing is to leave (at varying degrees) the domesticated life, reprioritizing our near exclusive relationship with life as human life, and engage with the multifaceted life force that constitute Life. All of existence.

Living Feral, as it were, can be glorious! The two story 'squat house' with sleeping lofts, piano, work/craft area and couch brought me to life. A group of people can accomplish so much, and don't necessarily need to be 'trained'.

Each day, to wake and be inspired, and to live that inspiration, reminded me of the hebrew word Dabhar. English versions of the bible read ...in the beginning was the word...

well 'the word' or Dabhar

...signifies an outburst of creative energy endowing the recipient with truth, love and meaning. It denotes a release of liberating power that awakens into being what previously either did not exist at all or existed in some type of chaotic and disordered state...
(O'Murchu, Religion in Exhile)

The garden of Eden was not a single place, but all places where humans existed as part of that life, of that living, of the word.

We are all of people whom lived in these Eden's, and I have not often lived a life inspired by my creativity, to experience freedom

Wendell Berry antagonizes, "Our kitchens and othere eating places more and more resemble filling stations, as our homes more and more resemble motels. 'Life is not very interesting' we seem to have decided. 'Let its satisfactions be minimal, perfunctory, and fast.' We hurry through our meals to go to work and hurry through our work in order to 'recreate' ourselves in the evening and on weekends and vacations" (essay, The Pleasure of Eating)

May my living become congruent with my beliefs
And by not taking myself too seriously
I learn to be compassionate
In the work of
responsible, authentic, experience

What garden do you live in?



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if we believe time is now
then there is no rush
if we beleive there is enough than we can enjoy now
if we stop long enough to notice we will hear
and in the forest is music
and it is this life, to dance


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2 comments:

abrownfield said...

I live in a garden of good food and good drink, fun days and fun nights, best friends and best loves.

It's taking the time to appreciate it all and savour the moment that sometime gets lost.

But the garden is a garden and you're meant to muck around and make the best of life's bounty.

Josea C. said...

Thankyou heart friend...mmm...your words leave me feeling more empowered during my own times of great change. i live in a garden of constant flow...there is a stream running through it that carries me and i am letting go....see where the river opens into ocean a fertile place for recreation of self...