Between May Day & Mother's Day

Nestled here comfortably between May Day and Mother’s Day. Breast pumping while paid labor (oof that honorable title has a denigrated stink about it) keeps the farm running outside. Asa’s first day of daycare.

All of these things, and all of the other things, have me thinking on labor and care and love.

Valuable practice, remembrance…. and encouragement and breath.

…Perhaps a portion of those whose bodies and hearts move now towards agriculture has more than a little to do with its role as a keeper of the quiet spaces. An invitation to the quiet thoughts.

Been listening to Carole King’s ‘Rhymes & Reasons’ on repeat since January or so.

 

 

Take care of little jealousies
And talk that kills for fun
And hold your heart in readiness
It's so easy to come undone

But I think I saw a brand new light
Coming over the horizon
Brighter than all the others
And it says all men are brothers under the skin
Brothers under the skin
 
Hey, well, it's true what they say if you want to feel complete

Don't you know that
You got to take the bitter with the sweet

 

 

Have you seen this beautiful picture of New Era Detroit farmers at Dtown Farm?

Shared with permission from Kadiri Sennefer Ra.

Shared with permission from Kadiri Sennefer Ra.


 

Do you know that SURJ (Showing Up for Racial Justice) exists?

SURJ is a national network of groups and individuals organizing White people for racial justice. Through community organizing, mobilizing, and education, SURJ moves White people to act as part of a multi-racial majority for justice with passion and accountability. We work to connect people across the country while supporting and collaborating with local and national racial justice organizing efforts. SURJ provides a space to build relationships, skills and political analysis to act for change.

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Appeal to Womanhood Throughout the World: Have you ever read the full Mother's Day Proclamation, written in 1870 by Julia Ward Howe?

Again, in the sight of the Christian world, have the skill and power of two great nations exhausted themselves in mutual murder. Again have the sacred questions of international justice been committed to the fatal mediation of military weapons. In this day of progress, in this century of light, the ambition of rulers has been allowed to barter the dear interests of domestic life for the bloody exchanges of the battle field. Thus men have done. Thus men will do. But women need no longer be made a party to proceedings which fill the globe with grief and horror. Despite the assumptions of physical force, the mother has a sacred and commanding word to say to the sons who owe their life to her suffering. That word should now be heard, and answered to as never before.

Arise, then, Christian women of this day ! Arise, all women who have hearts, Whether your baptism be that of water or of tears ! Say firmly : We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies. Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and applause. Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn all that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience. We, women of one country, will be too tender of those of another country, to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs. From the bosom of the devastated earth a voice goes up with our own. It says: Disarm, disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance of justice. Blood does not wipe out dishonor, nor violence vindicate possession. As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war, let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of council.

Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead. Let them then solemnly take council with each other as to the means whereby the great human family can live in peace, man as the brother of man, each bearing after his own kind the sacred impress, not of Caesar, but of God.
In the name of womanhood and of humanity, I earnestly ask that a general congress of women, without limit of nationality, may be appointed and held at some place deemed most convenient, and at the earliest period consistent with its objects, to promote the alliance of the different nationalities, the amicable settlement of international questions, the great and general interests of peace.
— Julia Ward Howe

This sermon struck me deeply while visiting my parents' Unitarian Universalist church.

"But there is a distinct religious identity to Trump's campaign. It's a form of Paganism - a highly unbalanced, hyper-masculine, non-ethical Paganism. It has no relation to genuine Pagan, Neo-Pagan and earth-based religions - we might call it pseudo-Paganism."

-Rev. Josh Pawelek


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I LOVE talking about justice, consciousness, identity, race... and I strive constantly to maintain a safe space emotionally, physically, psychically... to explore and grow. If you want to discuss anything with me, or fumble through your first verbalization of something, or share the deep wisdom you've been developing for 40 years, please do so!

That's basically one of the reasons I do the Weekly Bouquet Service, is to lure people over here to the farm each week, to talk to me and help each other grow. Weekly flowers start in just 3 weeks! Sign up here.

Weekly Bouquet Pick-up in early Summer 2015 with wild brassicas, clovers, daisies, mugwort, mulberries, and more.

Weekly Bouquet Pick-up in early Summer 2015 with wild brassicas, clovers, daisies, mugwort, mulberries, and more.