With that, I'll segway into what I actually wanted to write about. Yesterday, we visited Balyn and Ellie's farm - Joy Farm. Balyn shared his story. He's a Bay area transplant and has been up here for about 4 years now. His farm is unique is that most of the labor comes from their two horses, Bruce and Bud. He showed Amaani and I the farm and I was filled with an immense sense of wonder and gratitude of how we get our food and the amazing people that grow it that so often aren't acknowledged. I was introduced to thinking about where our food came from during InSPIRE. My whole world changed after that. Thinking about how it's grown - with or without the chemicals, how it's transported, how it reaches our stores, the environmental impact...the moving pieces in my head went on and on. Since then, I/we have had our own journey with food. Slowly growing it, focusing on organic, local and knowing where it comes from. Changing my cooking from what I want to eat to what's in season.
The thing that I wanted to focus on though is the sense of gratitude that was felt. It feels like each person here has their connection to the land. Some are raising cows and creating milk. Some have lots of vegetables. Some have fruit trees and nut trees. But each of these things is the start of our meals. Balyn shared a cob of popcorn that he was growing. I learned that it's a different variety of corn and learned a little of the process of drying it out and then taking out the kernels to pop. How often have I taken off a plastic wrapper and popped in a bag of microwaveable popcorn? I want to send out an immense wave of gratitude to all those people out there that are part of the system of creating food. To Mother Earth and her abundance. To all the indigenous populations in the world that started it and were in harmony with the land. To all those of African and Black descent that were forced into labor that tilled and worked this land. To the farmers, to the workers, to the laborers all over the world that aren't valued to the same level as a engineer, doctor or whatever title deemed important. Without food, there is no life.
When Amaani was younger, we had a good habit of stopping at every meal and saying what we were thankful for. I still do it in my mind at times but was thinking should bring it back. Also, just general gratitude of having the opportunity to be here. To decondition our minds. To connect with others and learn from a different way of life. Gratitude to Ankur and Miriam for hosting us and for sharing all their friends! Gratitude to Raj and Amaani for being on this adventure with me :) And thank you to all of you that are taking the time to read this :) I love you all :)
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