no room for hospitality.

April 26, 2010

I am my own airplane.
I go wherever I want; whenever and for whatever.

It’s my choice. Do I have restrictions?
I suppose.
But they are of my doing:
money, time, laziness, work, responsibilities.

Why is it different for others?

Why is different for a Kenyan who is able to leave his country only if he dances just so. And why is a refugee’s best hope asylum?

Airplanes come and go all day long.
Are they only for the civilized?
We can come and have a look,
but others are caged.

Whatever happened to the idea of globalization?
Is true globalization a world accepting both the goods and the people?

We import the goods,
but we don’t welcome the farmers to our table,
or the workers to our storefronts.
We don’t thank them for making our dreams possible.
And we hardly do much to inspire theirs.

Who’s responsibility is it anyway?

After all, I am my own airplane.
I go wherever I want; whenever and for whatever.



April 20, 2010

What does it take to begin a movement? Can it be self-declared? Is it the chicken then the egg or vice versa?

I’m not quite sure I want to bother with the trials and tribulations of birthing a movement. BUT … I sure am moved by some of the happenings already in progress. There are some things I simply love about my generation. Two things are the fact that we are embracing the locally grown produce movement and the do-it-yourself mentality.

Now, I’m not in anyway saying neither existed prior to the 1970s, but I am suggesting there has been a resurregence of late of which we cannot help but take note.

And I say, ‘Hooray!”

You want proof? Oh. Ok. Following are a wee handful of some of my latest favorites:

Whenever I will get to register for things in my life, I want most everything to come from BBDW. I don’t mind if you start with this:
BBDW table

And if you can’t find what you’re looking for at BBDW, then maybe you can search here? Just go and explore. It’s worth it.

And for the food movement, I present Eat Boutique. My friend Julia turned me on to these guys. And, guess what? We’re neighbors. How cool is that? I found a recipe for homemade limoncello. I can’t wait to make it.

Go forth and be moved.
(Feel free to share what moves you. I’d love to hear.)

linear is bad.

April 12, 2010

How many people succeed in getting from point A to point B in a straight path?

Do you think Christian Doppler did when he was experimenting with the Doppler effect?

Thomas Carlyle writes, “Narrative is linear, but action has breadth and depth as well as height and is solid.” (I like that.)

This is certainly not linear. But it sure is pretty.
null(Photo by Blair Morad.)

Maybe the question should be why would we want to succeed in a linear fashion?

I keep telling myself one day I will own a bed and breakfast. And one day I will. I know; I know. We tell ourselves over and over and over and over that it’s about the journey, not the destination.

But it is, isn’t it? I don’t necessarily like being bounced around from point to point at the moment, but I am grateful for interruptions and respites and failures and experiments and mini successes.

After all, it’s never like one can ever really say, “I’ve arrived!”
Right? And when we do “arrive”, it never feels like we thought it would anyway. Why? Because I think life is supposed to happen daily. Not in milestones.

Milestones are easy because they help us see a straight path.

Which makes life easier for us, I suppose. Maybe it’s more that they help us remember the goal. But the story really comes together when you connect all the dots.