Empowering Self-Reliance and Sustainable Living & Microbiomes
Empowering Self-Reliance and Sustainable Living & Microbiomes
There are seasons when everything appears stable from the outside. It seems solid, productive, visibly rooted, and yet, internally, something is shifting. It is quiet but insistent so that it cannot be ignored. I can not ignore it. I am in one of those seasons now. It not in crisis …
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The wild thing, I imagine is that the butterfly remembers when it was a caterpillar even though its brain dissolved into liquid and formed again into something entirely new, the wonderous miracles of life. I have been thinking about that a great deal lately, about dissolution and about how life …
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Are we Nature? There is something deeply human about pretending we are exempt from the rhythm we see everywhere else. Are we in this alone? Can we actually learn from observing nature and how she works? The trees do not protest autumn. The river does not argue with the ocean. …
There comes a point in any serious endeavor when energy and vision are no longer enough. What carried something through its early years, instinct, drive, and determination, must eventually give way to structure, clarity, and deliberate design. This is that point. The work has grown, the land has responded, the …
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That is not a dark statement; it is simply ecological truth. We are born into matter and microbes, we move through seasons of growth and decay, and we return what we borrowed. The illusion that we can engineer permanence, sterilize risk, or purify ourselves out of vulnerability is one of …
In Ecuador we do not experience winter in the way I once understood it. There is no snow settling into silence, no frozen ground insisting that everything withdraw. And yet the seasons still speak here, only in a different dialect. The land moves between dry and rain, between dust and …
This is not the article people see when they scroll past a photograph of green gardens, bright salads, ferments bubbling in glass jars, or smiling faces around a Gratitude table. This is the part that sits behind it, the part where creation is not curated, but carried. Living Ground did …