You know the stereo type of the Busy Body? You know the one who is in everyone else’s business? Probably criticizing others while being blind to their own limitations? Well I am turning into one lately. Yep. It all started with what seemed like a really good thing. And then another really good thing. And…
Tag: gift economy
Broody Hens
We have been keeping chickens for nearly ten years. These days we have three large hens, and a whole mess of bantams. This fall three of the bantams were broody – one successfully hatched 4 chicks, and the other two spent their time arguing over who got to sit on a golf ball. Which made me wonder, am I…
Grati-Tuesday ~ Ursula K. LeGuin
This letter is the first of what I hope to become a regular practice of writing letters to those who have influenced and enriched my life. Some on my list are living, some dead. Some are people I have known personally, others are public figures. This week I thank one of my favorite authors, Ursula K. LeGuin. Welcome…
Any way you slice it, the fiscal realities of cancering
Let me start by saying I am immensely blessed. That even though the financial consequences of my cancering extend into the foreseeable future, I get just how lucky I am. I get that the good fortune is inclusive of my financial picture. Despite the fact that my healing sabbatical led to taking on debt to cover my lost wages,…
Lughnasa!
This weekend might have marked the 9th annual Lughnasa Festival at the Blue Scorcher if the stars had aligned differently. Lughnasa! the ancient Irish festival of first harvest. Celebration of berries, grain and the descent of the sun. I organized three community festivals to recognize it from 2007-2009. Each year approximately 1,000- 3,000 people attended. It required nearly 100…
Going Public . . . and now the rest of the Story
To what purpose is this blog? The universe deemed that my little intro draft be published when I merely wished to save it yesterday. So the question still stands, is this blog meaningful to anyone besides myself? Are there standards as to how many people need to be reading or liking or commenting in order for…
We’ve got rhythm…
“Old man Trouble, I don’t mind him You won’t find him ’round my door I’ve got starlight, I’ve got sweet dreams I’ve got my man Who could ask for anything more? I’ve got rhythm, I’ve got music I’ve got daisies in green pastures I’ve got starlight, I’ve got sweet dreams I’ve got my man Who…
Gift Economy
Our beloved and spoiled chickens lay the most beautiful eggs. Each time we travel to appointments with doctors and healers we try to bring them a dozen eggs. It is an effort to bring the transactions with my doctors closer to the gift economy- mutual benefit is the goal. I hope also that for my Portland doctors,…
Riding the Pooka 