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Friday night I attended a discussion about  Transition Town Asheville, our local movement toward co-creating a  sustainable Asheville beyond peak oil.  A timely gathering with the  torture of and in the Gulf continuing, the meeting was actually a talk  given by a gentleman and self-proclaimed creator of sustainability Michael Brownlee of  Transition Boulder.  Passionate and grounding, moving and frustrating, I  became more passionate about living in Asheville; more grounded in  simplifying my life; moved to act; and frustrated with myself and my  society for being where we are, forgetting our Momma and living  vicariously through the Big names in Hollywood and Wall Street.
Transition  Asheville is taking off in Asheville.  The idea of  moving toward local  resilience fascinates me.  Who would we be as a  collective if we learned  to look into each other's eyes and be honest  and fair? 
(This is what  happened  when I was away from home on Sunday.)
Our friend Albert Einstein once noticed that "Any intelligent  fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent.  It takes a  touch of genius --- and a lot of courage --- to move in the opposite  direction." .........been drawn to the simple, the empty, the spacious, the  natural.  Putting things in garage sales; getting rid, dropping  things off at Goodwill empowers, that's my experience.  Why do we all  have so much stuff? We're surrounded by stuff all the time!
Are you familiar with June Berries? 
They  are sweet berries that resemble  blueberries.  There are two varieties familiar to me Princess Diana and  Prince William.  Seriously.  On my walks with  S, over the years in this  neighborhood I call home/community, June  Berries are around.  Mike and  his wife grow them; the Organic Mechanic  planted them out front their  newish building, and I just met the man who  lives in the house with the  perfect sized back yard with two bushes  bursting with them.
I  eyed these bushes a few days ago and I soon found myself  Knocking on  his door and   Asking him if he knew of his very berries.  He was well aware of them,  having  just come from picking some himself and agreeing to let me in his  yard  to pick some myself.  He even handed me a catalog of fruit-bearing   plants.  Sweetness doubled and tripled!
I'm  finding out how to be more  honest with myself and in  turn with you.   Finding ways to look into myself and at the same time  look into the eyes  of the people around me and admit, there you are,  and here I am and what can I do for you?
"Nothing  succeeds like success"  in this.  I'm doing it when I remember to do it  and reaping the  rewards.  There you are.  Here I am.  And What fun might having less control be?  Not just fun,  but subtle and illuminating and enrichingly sweet.  I think of clouds  and outta control puppies and trees blown by the wind.  It's our party,  this life, and it's always time to cheer for Heisenberg!
 
 
 
            
        
          
        
          
        


Hello again; can you tell I'm wondering which way to go?  I find that I don't think I'm expert enough to  write anything that matters or that anyone wants to read.  But putting  that to the side, let's see........................Innocence................................................how sweet it is.
I'm reminded again and again on my walks with Scout, many that I take more for me than for him, of innocence.  With all the blooming and esteem that the lavender and rosemary and growing vegetables like chard exude, I am reminded of how beautiful and easy innocence is.
Simplicity
Gullibility
Unworldliness
Greenness
I can remember having those characteristics, and maybe I still have them, but I pretend not to.  Over the weekend, I spouted more than once to more than one person just how complicated life is.  Read any non-fiction book and you succumb to the complexity of whatever the subject is.
But really who wants to be unworldly?
If you're reading this, you've probably tried to be more knowing and worldly than you really are. I know I do, and I wonder why I do that?  Insecurity!?
There's a lot I don't know and books are one way to find out.  I am reading lots of books.  They lie all around my house; I bring them upstairs, and then need them downstairs.
One :: Diet for a Hot Planet  is a new book out by Anna Lappe, the daughter of the doyen Francis  Moore Lappe who wrote Diet  for a Small Planet published in 1971.
Two ::  Raw  Food::Life Force Energy by Natalia Rose which I bought two years  ago at TJMaxx at a reduced price.  It's a wonder of a book; if you know of a good juicer, let me know.  I've been looking at ebay auctions; lost out on one I would have liked, so I seek further.
Three ::  Gardening with Wildlife, A Complete Guide to Attracting and Enjoying The Fascinating Creatures In Your Backyard ... A National Wildlife Federation book that is not on Amazon.  Here's where we are :: "June has been called the high tide of nature's year.  Every form of wildlife seems to be active.  Sit on the bench in your garden, stay quiet, listen, and keep your eyes wide open.  As you 'hear life murmur and see it glisten,' you'll be surprised how much of the nature lore pictured in this book  you can discover for yourself."   
In different ways, they are all  my favorites right now.  And having books is one more way I seek knowing so that I can pretend I know things I don't. 
I'm in over my head, though,  lacking innocence.