Storewide sale and a moment of truth.

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I have to tell you. The way things look from where we stand, is immensely bright and beautiful when we look in one direction and terribly dark and foreboding in the other. Blessed to see this but burdened with the reality that we can no longer pursue, because to do so would be to be a part of what seems to hurt as opposed to what appears to heal.

We are not attached to how it will work, but we cannot turn back out of fear. This might look and seem foolish to those who mistake their animal nature for true and divine human nature.

We are more than what we have. We want to “have” less so we can “be” more. The truth seems so simple but the struggle to uphold it and the forces that aim to undermine it are all too real.

In a world where all you want to do is take responsibility for your burden upon the whole, to be a help and a source as opposed to being a dependent, to truly sacrifice in the name of change. It seems worth investing in.

We’re doing an odd thing, trying to stay put and grow roots. Work the soil where we stand, use the Internet and technology to avoid travel and needless consumption of resources. We enjoy working hard and are trying to work smarter. No doubt the odds are not in favor of our goal.

I don’t care about the odds though, I don’t care about fame or attention beyond what is needed to make this work. It’s for you and all because I see how much it’s wanted and needed. All the Sun does is plead with me every day to stay the course. This game has a full on faith, that the light of truth is enough and if one way fails, we’ll pick up and try another. We need your help though. We need to come together to hold this up in every way we can.

Nobody needs these objects we make, I realize this and it terrifies me. All I can hope is that people understand that I want to transform these glass objects into fertile ground for the future of my family and be one of many who know they must do the same because that is the future I see and believe in. So maybe you aren’t in a position to make soil, but you can invest in it.

My family didn’t have a garden when I was growing up, and I know it’s not possible to garden everywhere. I also know how much earth is covered with concrete and asphalt. That said, for reasons that began arising over 15 years ago, we have been studying and learning and practicing all that we possibly have time for. Things that would have otherwise been lost to us. Things we value and cherish above all else. Things that our Son will carry forward.

We need to continue to figure out how to make it work because it’s all that matters anymore and all I can do is hope and pray that people understand and that it all holds together somehow.

Whatever part you play here, I thank you for being your best self and hope we all stay bright on the darkest days because it’s all that helps.

Great thanks and blessings from the Barrett Family to you and yours and all.

  The Gulf is something that has to be leaped, and leaped alone, stripped of all hindering burdens, in faith … It is thus one of the crisis points of spiritual progress because of the great temptation to turn back from the unknown to the apparent safety of known things, and to succumb to this temptation is to lose all the fruits of past endeavor.

2 thoughts on “Storewide sale and a moment of truth.

  1. I was once like you.

    My parents had grown up during the depression and the laws of our household had always been reduce, re-use, repair, recycle, repurpose. We lived simply and modestly. We didn’t want or need a lot of new stuff.
    My dad was creative and self taught and could build or fix ANYthing. As a skilled tradesman, at his day job he brought home “valuable” discards from the dumpsters to make stuff, fix stuff and scrap. Our home was normal, not like the people on “Hoarders” The basement was well equipped with hand tools, new and used hardware and useable materials al organized in cigar boxes or stored in the rafters. We made regular runs to the junk yard to turn in metals, including flattened tin cans and newspapers.
    Mom put her education on hold while I was little and stayed home. She did canning, sewing, made her own jam. I helped. When we moved out of the city and to a more rural area, we had fruit trees, a corn field, a potato field, a raspberry and strawberry patch, grapes, an orchard and several large gardens. My main job was harvesting and occasional weeding. My dad had a system that kept weeds to a minimum. We composted in a serious way. Most of the fruit and vegetables we ate all year long were grown by us. Mom refused to make butter, since churning was a childhood chore she hated, but she made soap (the old fashioned way), we made wine, ice cream and she even prepared wild game. We lived on a lake and fished for fun and food. We never had any animals (other than a cat or dog). My mom went back to school, got a masters and began a professional career. I suppose animals would have just been too much.
    Fun for me was fishing. Digging potatoes with dad, slurping the warm bubbles off of the fresh jelly, putting clothes thru the wringer washer and playing “battleship” with a grid on paper, collecting coins from pocket change, family puzzle night, the library, romping outside finding bird nests, and my loyal dog.

    So this was life. A very good life. As I grew older, I continued this lifestyle.. the only one I knew……much to the amazement of my friends. Similarly, I was amazed to learn that the majority of people I knew did NOT live this way. Their way was alien and wasteful and I just didn’t get it.
    As I was finishing High School, I encountered the Foxfire Books. After reading them all during college, I decided I wanted a more meaningful life, less dependent on big business and leave a miniscule “Ecological Footprint” (I don’t think that phrase was coined yet). I started learning useful crafts: candle making, weaving, dying, growing and drying herbs, quilting, wattle fencing, basket making. I even learned how make spinning fiber from growing my own flax! [areyoukiddingme? lol] I was going to be ready!

    There was a problem with my dream. I needed money. Money to buy some land. So I found a job. It was a very well paying job. Then I got married, had kids and a husband who wasn’t able to contribute much. The serious income I was raking in was too good to walk away from, so I got trapped. 20 years later, my kids were grown, I was divorced and had a little money to get a place with some breathing room. I still had the energy and desire, but husband #2 was much like husband #1 and I needed to keep working. Another bunch of years, I learned that my soul mate and I were never really on the same page, so we chose to go separate ways.

    Now I am tired, running out of energy. I am also alone. Living off the grid is hard to do without a partner. I don’t see that dream coming true for me. I still live very modestly. Still waste nothing, save useable stuff, compost and don’t buy much. That’s going to have to be my part. My extra money is spent on art supplies and classes so I can continue to learn stuff. It’s a bucket list. and there is a budget for this. It’s my only indulgence and not entirely practical, but sometimes is. I tend to choose carefully where these expenses go. I like to invest in others who have similar self-sufficiency dreams or want to make their income independently. That’s my other part in this.

    Have you ever read the Foxfire series of books? They are a fun and rewarding read and you can learn a lot of skills from them. If you are not familiar with them this wiki sums them up in the first paragraph.

    As I was searching for them, I stumbled on this article which I also thought was an entertaining read. It will also give you peek into the Foxfire books.

    ~Wishing you the very best on your journey.


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