Imagine taking a drum, lifted into the sky at the heart of a people, a place of woman’s power for 800 generations, where women and girls gather bulbs in the spring to see their families through the coming winter, bulbs given from the body of the earth to the body of women and the body of the community. Imagine plowing it and turning it into wheat ripened with weedkillers proven to be carcinogens and proven to render sterile the granddaughters of cows fed on plants in which this weedkiller has been merged with their DNA. Imagine doing that. Imagine you’ve been doing that for 2 generations, or 4 generations, or 6. Imagine calling that farming. Imagine calling that health.
Camas Prairie, Nimíipuu Homeland (Idaho)
Now, imagine not doing that anymore. Imagine you are beating that drum. Imagine you are lifting it into the sky at the heart of a people. Imagine you are lifting the heart of a people. Imagine it was always within you to both give and receive. Imagine, you are one of the people. Imagine that.
Categories: Agriculture, Erosion, Ethics, First Peoples, food culture, Grasslands, green technology, Spirit
Okanagan Okanogan 
Takes an exceptional fantastically enormous imagination. But essential, isn’t it, for survival.
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I’ve been walking towards this knowledge for years now. At a certain point it appears as the simplest thing in the world. Let’s hope that by walking with everyone here we can all get there together.
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