Thoughts While Pulling Weeds

“We cannot change the world by a new plan, project or idea.  We cannot even change other people by our convictions, stories, advice and proposals, but we can offer a space where people are encouraged to disarm themselves, lay aside their occupations and preoccupations and listen with attention and care to the voices speaking in their own center.”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Henri Nouwen

Manually pulling weeds is hard, dirty work.  I spent a lot of time bent over which hurts, but having my hands in the dirt pulling the weeds, looking at what the soil looks like under the roots of the weeds,  admiring a weed’s tenacity and ability to survive even in difficult conditions, knowing the weed I hold in my hands is now going to nourish another being whom in turn is going to nourish Wally, me or some one else lucky enough to get our products is immensely of seeing

It is all a process.  Weeds are a nuisance, but they are there for a reason. In the natural world I expect there is some creature that utilizes every weed for some purpose.  Nothing is accidental.  I know some weeds are in our garden because of an imbalance in nutrients or lack of fertility and it will be interesting to see in time if these weeds become less prevalent as the health of the soil I plant in improves.  Wild morning glory – bindweed – is a good example.  Apparently it thrives in poor soil.  No matter, both the rabbits and the goats love it so I pull it, not all of it – I think it is pretty climbing cornstalks, and feed it to the rabbits and goats.  Why help the efforts of some corporate conglomerate to destroy the soil while producing ingredients for conventional animal feed when I can feed them weeds, which they seem to enjoy much more?

Of course by not using a mechanical means of weeding, it takes a lot longer to weed a row, it uses a lot of my strength (and I get tired) and by this it limits how much I can grow.  Is this such a bad thing? Do I need to have 20 or even two acres in production? Do I need to be milking 20 goats or even 10? Do I need 200 meat rabbits? Probably not.

In the end, I am just glad that I am healthy enough to do what I do and that I’m blessed with the means to do what I do. I cannot change the world, maybe the little bit of it that Wally and I live in, but even that small portion of it cannot be completely changed. All I can do is tell my stories knowing that it is a means for me to heal and I have a lot of healing to do.

Until later …