Mine Olde Mind


I am officially obsessed with sheep.
I want to raise sheep, in the hills of southern TN, in the middle of the perfect plot of land. Not to mention the house I have designed to be totally self sustainable. (i.e. no electricity, etc.)
So why am I so obsessed with sheep? Good question really. I guess it all started when I became really interested in textile arts; particularly spinning. Since wool is easy to spin, my obsession progressed from there.
From easy "lambing" to over 3 different uses sheep are full of wonderful surprises. Meat, if it suits your taste, wool every year, and milk for cheese making! How can one imagine all that packed into a fluffy adorable bundle?
Another reason I love sheep is because we (yes, humans) are like sheep. We can be dumb, we can be scared, we can be ornery at times, and difficult to keep "in line". But luckily also like sheep, we have a shepherd. One who knows us, knows our habits-good, bad, and ugly. He looks after us and seeks us out when we stray from the path.
"The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want, He leadeth me lie down in green pastures, and leadeth me beside still waters, He restoreth my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. You preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies, you anointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the house of the Lord Forever."
Ps. 23
The Lord is our shepherd.
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Well, this is the last of the "list" posts. I hope through some of this you have found interesting thoughts and what not. Any who, let us begin.

Look at today's society... what do you see...
  • suburbia
  • dead-zones
  • garbage in the pacific
  • erosion out of control
  • shopping malls the size of football fields and larger
  • soaring gas prices
  • mediocre health care
  • In a Nutshell--- EXPLOITATION

Exploitation-

the closest thing that the 1877 dictionary has to exploitation is "exploit" which is listed as "a heroic deed". In the 2003 dictionary, it does include a similar definition but adds- "to make unethical use of for ones own profits".

It is clear that in every way, our society has turned a heroic mission into a profit making machine. Yes, agricultural expansion is a heroic mission... until you turn it into a machine that degrades soil. Yes, insurance is a good thing... until it so corrupts the health care system that you can't afford insurance or doctor's bills, and definitely not both. Yes, gas is a good thing...until so much of it is consumed that there is no longer an affordable way to travel.

In a nutshell, We are running ourselves into the ground, full force, without heeding any of the warnings. Our society, our culture is built on exploitive philosophy. There is only so much you can take without giving back. There is only so much you can give back (waste/garbage) with out taking something. Anyway, this concludes a series of thoughts based on society. I am a member of that very same society, but I am different. I will be different. If more people were different, then society would be different, and there would be no need fr me to stand on my virtual soapbox.

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WARNING: HOT TOPIC
Agriculture: let us define it.
  • the work of producing crops and raising livestock; farming (Webster's 2003)
  • the art of cultivating the ground; husbandry (Webster's 1877)

Holy COW!!!! (no pun intended) Have we as of yet seen such a discrepancy between definitions??? This goes from ART to WORK. What a tremendous shift.

When did this happen??

When American began to over produce (around WWI it really hit home, though it had been tough on farms since then) they switched to monoculture rather than sustenance farming, the excess of which were occasionally sold at market. After the WWI farming boom (caused by people in Europe were waging a war and had not time to fight, therefor opening that market to American produce) there was a farming depression. Farms were hit hard by the fall out of prices when the war ended effectively beginning the great depression over a decade early for farm families. Many factors play into this, such as an unregulated banking system, and an unregulated stock market, but in the end it led to thousands of small farms being converted into large land holdings. These large land holdings were worked by fewer people due to the efficiency of mechanization. Larger and larger machines worked the land until all hell broke loose and the top soil just blew away. (The Great Dust Bowl)

Do you see what happened??? People, real people, not people on machines, not people in offices far far away, but people, whose life and livelihood depended on that soil... LEFT. They were uprooted just as the land was. That is when the switch happened. That is when "cultivation" turned into "production", that is when art turned into work and husbandry into farming.

The Dust Bowl

The dust bowl is a direct result of the shift of agriculture from people to machines. I will again quote Wendell Berry... "as industrial technology advances and enlarges, and in the process assumes greater social, economic, and political force, it carries people away by where they belong by history, culture, deeds, association, and affection."
This is our monoculture. This is the result of mechanization. Consider it.



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Yesterday in Soil Science 210 lab (a class I am in right now) we watched DIRT! the movie! It was an awesome documentary about how a a global entity humans are constantly moving farther and farther away from the land. Soil in particular was the focused upon part of the land in this film. After all, our whole lives exist because of the soil. Think about it... what do we eat, where do we go when we die, what is the most fun for a kid to play in, what are our houses made from. All of these things come from the soil.

More than just soil, we as a culture have become distant from every aspect of the land. The trees, the hills, the wildlife, growing things, water, and how all of these things interact to make an ideal environment. Not many people these days can go out and trek into a wilderness and find themselves content. Often they would need toilet paper or a dishwasher and all of the conveniences that come between. There are as always exceptions to the rule, and those people are to be learned from. Note: I am not advocating isolation from society and just living alone in the wilderness, but rather a happy medium where you can care for your land and for yourself in a social community.

Lets look at the Native American lifestyle. They knew that they relied on the land, and look at how well they cared for it. They knew that a forest would be healthiest if burned periodically. They knew that they should take only what they needed. They knew how to leave hardly a trace of their existence. Those things, that knowledge has all but disappeared from our society. Notice that it is a thrill to find pottery, or a piece of worked flint that was made by Native hands. Why is it such a thrill...? It is because those things, the signs of their impact are not the most common things. It was not even that long ago that they lost the majority share of the land on this continent. Now look at our signs. Our bright flashing neon signs. We have impacted everything. We leave a track like a wounded elephant through a bamboo forest. There is no way that in the same relatively short amount of time, our traces could be so imperceptible, so valuable to find.

We are an exploitative society. We take an take and give nothing back. We must start giving back to the land, caring for it, realizing that our livelihoods come from it. The signs of our bleeding earth are everywhere... smog, the great pacific trash patch, erosion, deforestation, etc. These aren't even the greatest of the signs.

One of the definitions for land is "to come to rest". I believe that this is exactly what will happen when we come back to our land. Ashes to Ashes, dust to dust. Lets get back to the land.
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