Planting Goodness

The tomato (Lycopersicon lycopersicum, syn. Solanum lycopersicum) is an herbaceous, usually sprawling plant in the Solanaceae or nightshade family, as are its close cousins tobacco, chili peppers, potato, and eggplant. The tomato is native to Central, South, and southern North America from Mexico to Argentina.

Today I planted around 120 tomatoes.  The seeds were propagated so they sprouted healthfully.  I then took the little baby plants and laid them into the ground.  The dirt on my hands was stimulating and refreshing.  My two favorite parts about working on the farm are planting and weeding. 

Energy In   Energy Out

New Ideas

What is the ultimate fear, horror or catastrophe or problem we humans face? What is it that are most afraid of? Total loss? No more existence? A non-free alienated life filled with fleeting desires? Degradation of the soul...

How do creatures sustain their existence? Existing is what we fundamentally do. The beautiful choice we have is to exist sustainably. A journey which never ceases to more forward and will always grow. Aggrandize existence...

Fresh Thinking

http://www.verticalfarm.com/

http://www.21acres.org/


* The capitol of The United Arab Emirates , Abu Dhabi, launched a Sustainability Strategy to deliver the world’s greenest city.

* Urban homesteading is beginning to take hold.
                

Families are taking it into their own hands. Growing and learning, and creating and Being...



Keep thinking in the new paradigm and evolving and growing.

La Buena Vida

As the cool breezes sweep over the heated dry desert, I look in the direction of the clouds. where they’re headed. what’s in store.

East ward,
Into the desert.

I have found a new appreciation for the desert.
It tells the tales of time.
It proves life.


The Intention is still, to sustain life and live with love.

The open mind I left with last Thursday allowed the wind to blow me back. While driving home through the mule pass tunnel, I felt peace sweep over my body, and I understood more about myself in that moment than ever before.
Monday was spent driving north east. Listening to the wind blow into the car while driving 55 miles per hour. The desert holds many surprises. I couldn’t take my eyes off the mountains which grow up below Portal and turn into the Chiricahuas. The memories of that little canyon passed Paradise were delightful and full of love. I felt at home while on the land beside these glorious hills. The earth is being loved and the food is beginning to grow. Thoughts of the rains fill the heart with excitement. How to harness the lush waters sent from what seems could only be heaven. Free love maybe.

I will learn how to become hardy and true. I will take heed from what the sustaining life of the desert has to offer.

I will grow and become strong.