Quiet Revolution: Back to the Farm

I like to find patterns in things. I like to make sense of things. Anyone who knows me for more than an hour knows I love to analyze things. Some things defy understanding and analysis, but I’m not so sure the current movement of whole food, organic food, unprocessed food, non-GMO food, and growing food is in that category (what would be a summary for all those things?) The thing I am trying to figure out is: are people intuiting something or responding to something (or likely, both?) Is there a quiet storm beyond the horizon, one which people who are perceptive enough can sense? I have encountered many folks who want to learn to grow their own food, folks who want to have an emergency supply stash for a catastrophe–either economic or terrorist– and even some who want to eventually “go off the grid.”  In fact, I’m one of them. Not sure which kind, but certainly I’d like for me and my family to be able to be self-reliant.

I’ve been digging into the Old Testament more than ever. I don’t think I got tired of the New Testament so much as I realized that the Bible is only complete with both parts together. There are some random-seeming things in the Old, I can attest, but one which makes so much sense to me now (that I overlooked most of my life) is mankind’s lot to be connected to the earth. I think it would be accurate to say that Earth is our first home. God made us to be part of it, to thrive in connection with it.

As a child the thought of gardening bored me to tears, but as an adult I love picking weeds, trimming bushes, watering my xeriscape. I’d like to think that witnessing  my grandmother working in her expansive gardens on the farm had some long term impact. I’m one of the only people in my lovely HOA monitored neighborhood that has wildflowers and crazy tall Russian Sage in my front yard. It often crosses my mind that if I, someone who practically abhorred outdoor work as a young person, now love it, then perhaps there truly is something created within humankind that craves the connection to the earth.

Dragonfly atop some of my Russian Sage in the front yard of Tremaine

Dragonfly atop some of my Russian Sage in the front yard of Tremaine

I’m reflecting on mankind’s origins in the Garden, first in its perfect state and then in its cursed, but still we were destined to be among the plants and trees. City dwelling is quite new in our history on the planet. And so I’m finding irony that those of us who’ve grown up with it, who’ve learnt it as a “forever” way of life (or at least, not until shortly after 9-11 did it occur to most of us that the American Way of Life could cease to exist,) are in our lifetimes seeing things turn back toward where we came, many of us even planning for an uncertain future but trying to become a hybrid of city/farmer. It’s strange, even wonderful if not a bit scary. I’d like to think that we, anyone who is here and now, were born for such times as these.

Have any of you thought about this? What are your thoughts, or even plans? I’d love to know I’m not the only one thinking seriously about this.