I like this idea...this blogging
I mean I like to write, and who cares if anyone reads this. But the point is to write. To get it out there, it's almost relaxing...just saying it...just putting it down...just because...because I'm reflecting and that's what humans do.
I just thought people should know about WWOOFING. And the WWOOF organisation. willing workers on organic farms or world wide opportunities on organic farms...what a great name.
so that's me, I'm a Wwoofer, I wwoof on an organic farm. I live in what my mentor calls wwoofer village. I have raised platform tent, and I seek shelter with the help of tarps and two huge Mac nut trees. I work 15 hours a week in exchange for a place to stay and lay my feet at night. I can eat any of the fruit on the property and I think of it as a beautiful energy exchange. We take care of the land, and the land takes care of us. My mentor gets a solid helping hand on the farm, and I am blessed with the opportunity to live in the tropical paradise that I do.
I feel really strongly about organic farming, and sustainable living. I think it's so important, we must treat our planet better. I love the aboriginal philosophy of "The seventh generation" and that is
"We cannot simply think of our survival; each new generation is responsible to ensure the survival of the seventh generation. The prophecy given to us, tells us that what we do today will affect the seventh generation and because of this we must bear in mind our responsibility to them today and always."
We must leave something of this world to our grandchildren and so on and so on...the way our species is destroying this planet, I fear the seventh generation may not lead such a lavish and luxurious lifestyle as that of our century. I fear the seventh generation may not lead a life at all. Everyone...our actions today will affect the seventh generation...pensez a ca
To me water is so important. Fresh water, and salt water. That is a balance I try to seek in my life. I live 6 months on the lake in the mountains of Canada and six months on the ocean in the Pacific. The last year of my life I have switched between the two, living simply and happily. I have not lived with electricity myself for a year and half, but had access to it. I use candles at home when it gets dark, and I start a fire in the cabin when it gets cold. I live simply, grow some veggies and support local organic farmers in my area. I don't miss the convenience of city life. I dont need a home with central heating. I love to chop wood, it's such a great workout. I guess I'm just realising that for quite some time I've live without a combo of the following: plumbing/heating/electricity/internet/cell phone(god forbid a blackberry)/TV/hot shower. Half the year I live in a tent, and the other half I live in a Yurt. (Yurts are amazing, more on that later). I just really enjoy a beach fire at night, and not a sitcom on the tube. Late night august meteor showers are far more thought provoking then drunken bar nights. The quiet sounds of birds in the morning and not the roar of rush hour traffic. I just love being away from it all. A year and half, gone by so fast, and I haven't even really thought about it yet...huh
It's just so easy, I want to tell people it's rude to take a phone call in the middle of a conversation...I want to say to someone, that they haven't looked up from their phone in over 45 minutes. WAKE UP!!! UNPLUG!! HAHAHA I want people to know that when it all comes down to it, growing and eating your own organic food is the most rewarding feeling out there! And your ability to write texts at lightning speed will never provide you with the skills to sustain yourself. I want people to know...wwoofing is out there. Someone told me once I should write about my experiences as a wwoofer. They said people would read that...so I write.
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