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The Road

Almost two years ago I read Cormac McCarthy’s THE ROAD end to end in a weekend. I couldn’t stop reading it. Last thursday Kate and I took a day trip to Grenoble and I once again lost self-control and saw the movie by myself at 1:15 in the afternoon. I was there with two elderly couples and one other single person. It was a lonely theater. I loved the book and movie and have been trying to explain my fascination. Why am I so charmed by dismal, post-apocalyptic fantasies?

I don’t want to give away too much plot, but essentially THE ROAD is about a man and son traveling through some part of the US after some world-ending phenomenon has killed all life on the planet. Everything is gray and desolate. Viggo Mortenson, playing the father, needs to be a super-survivalist and push through hell to keep his son alive. Everything they do, save for a few enjoyable moments, is simply to survive. The story asks the obvious question (why live?) many times, and provides a variety of answers. Some decide not to while others do so at all costs, including losing their humanity.

THE ROAD provides a situation where one must decide to live everyday. Destination and past are not important. How you live through today is important and you must confront ‘why to live’ in order to have enough steam to live through tomorrow. I think this is why I’m interested in finding the roots of my food, learning to build shelter, make fire, sanitize water, preserve fruits, and hunt. I think those activities bring me closer to the decision of living. It is easy to live now, for employable urbanized people in the developed world. Although easy, I think most of that life is of low quality (think food, healthcare, education…). Instead, I think using my hands to grow vegetables, care for chickens and write this blog are high quality things to do. If my life is full of quality, then it should be lived. On to tomorrow…

America the Beautiful

Driving cross country is a great way to see it. America is a large and wonderful country, but some of the most obvious and visible parts are absolutely depressing. Big box super markets, gas stations, drug stores, liquor stores, and auto-parts stores cover acres of once-forested land almost everywhere we go. This, this is what we built. We fought for this land many times, against natives and intruders alike and this is what we did with it. Sure, there are some good parts that we’ve managed to keep alive. Some cities and rural areas are still a shining star of americanism; some national forests and parks hang on to the natural history of the country. But the amount of concrete-covered, sterilized and clear-cut land is shocking. What’s upsetting is that someone decided to build this. Someone put up money for it, while someone else scouted the area and designed the layout. Local city planners signed off on it and a construction company bid on it and finally built it. That’s a lot of folks involved in the destruction of something nice.

When I see strip malls I try to imagine what that land was like before we broke ground. What were the indigenous people doing there? Michael Pollan talks about pretending your grandmother is with you when you go food shopping so you don’t buy anything she wouldn’t recognize. Unfortunately we (westerners) don’t have ancestry that would call us crazy for striping the country with highways and WalMarts. They might call it progress.

Seeing this part of the country doesn’t depress me; it energizes me. It reminds me of the bad parts. It’s like having a piece of rotten fruit at the bottom of a fruit bowl. When you find that piece, you take it out and compost it. Where is that rotten piece of philosophy that has slowly spread its decay into our rest stops and strip malls? Daniel Quinn thinks (from Ishmael) the shift to agrarianism was the source of our sin. I think that might be true, but there must have been another component that convinced us this world was made for us. There are native people’s around the world who have farmed sustainably and there are people in our modern world who strive to live sustainably as well. What is it that some believe proves the world is our domain? And why do others of us feel differently?

Quiet Mind in Kentucky

Last week, Kate and I spent a couple days with her uncle outside Frankfort, Kentucky. He lives in a rural part of Northern Kentucky on about 40 acres of forest land.

Old Kentucky

Old Kentucky

We got the chance to explore Frankfort, a fairly small Kentucky town, which also happens to be the Capitol. I thought of it as a glimpse into our future in France. In fact, if we didn’t have tickets to fly, I think we would have stayed in Kentucky for much longer. We had little cell phone service and no internet, listened to the radio and watched a couple movies. We spent our days cooking, going to town and reading.

It was in Frankfort that I realized something about our new life style. The relationships we’re making now seem much more fulfilling than before. It’s strange, but I think without the regular stress of a full-time job, we have the freedom of mind to be very present and attentive to whoever we’re with. Instead of having a dozen or so things on my mind that distract me internally, I’m noticing a quieting of thought, letting me really get into it with anyone I’m with. I hope it lasts, and we’ll see if I can maintain it in our next stop, New York city, fat chance.

Influence and Disobedience

When Obama took office my boss, David Goldstein, told me not to get tempted by joining the new administration. NRDC lost a few people who thought they would get more done inside the whitehouse than outside. Goldstein thinks operating outside the government offers more freedom and ultimately influence. Those working on the outside don’t have to bend to fickle public opinion or answer to the many private interests constantly lobbying your office. I agree, but I wonder where the boundary lies for this outside/inside dichotomy.

You could consider the boundary to lie between government employees and the rest of us. You could also consider the boundary to lie between those that follow the law and those that don’t. Consider the American revolution, Martin Luther King, Jr. and others who have made the decision to step outside societal norms in order to influence those in power. I don’t think anyone today thinks those revolutionaries should have been imprisoned and silenced. When, then, is it right to step way outside society in order to change the world?

Some might say that you have to be a fanatic to think this way. Many have broken laws (even their own) in the name of a higher power. These fanatics and non-violent protestors alike made the decision at one point in their lives that things were so messed up they couldn’t abide them any longer. Then they stepped outside; some for ill and some for good.

Let’s not get carried away with the concept; let’s start small. The first step I’m working on is taking money out of the hands that control us. DIY’ers and the like are doing just that by refusing to buy mediocre and over-priced products from mega-companies that make just about everything we consume. That’s what the whole ‘mad skills’ page is about. That’s my form of disobedience and if everyone who reads this blog does a little of the same, we might have some real influence.

Goodbye Bolinas

The first semi-wild place I really got to know over a few seasons was a special spot in Bolinas, CA. A friend from the East brought me here one day. It’s a great place to sleep on the beach and have a camp fire without running into too many people. Kate and I traveled up there a few weeks ago to say goodbye on a foggy day.

Kinda apocalyptic looking

Kinda apocalyptic looking

Over the years I’ve noticed the new growth on a fallen tree, the erosion on the cliff-side and could predict the water level in the creek based on the recent rainfall. I’ve never had a relationship with a piece of land like that before and I really like it. With that connection has come a sense of responsibility and conservation. I think seeing the consequence of an accumulated set of actions over time gives perspective unlike other relationships.

Reality sets in

Friday was my last day of work. I was expecting a two day bender, but really, I’m very sad to leave that the best job I’ve ever had. The workplace was comfortable and enjoyable, my boss was a delight and my work was fulfilling. Luckily I will get to continue doing some of the work and keep my head in the game, but the comforts of the job are noticeably gone. My friend Harold, who I’m living with right now, reminded me that the economy sucks and I’m unemployed. Coupling that downer with the stress of finding and applying for healthcare (did you know some policies require a fee to apply!) has made me a little bummed out. Luckily, Kate has been keeping her chin up despite being sick. We went for a great walk through Tilden Park yesterday evening and watched the sun set above and through the fog.

Tilden Park

Before today I’ve been caught up in the excitement of going on this adventure. Now that it’s here, I’m definitely nervous and feeling unproductive. Not having a structured 8 hours of work to fill the day leaves me unsure of what to do. How frequently can I bake bread and make pickles? I guess we’ll soon see…

Inverted Schedule

This just hit me: without a job, I can spend the whole day outside and being active. When the sun sets, I can cook a beautiful dinner and spend the later evening working on a computer if I have to. This means when the sun’s out, so am I. When it gets dark, I can do the inside things I have to (write blog posts mostly). I don’t know why we don’t embrace this schedule more (outside of palo alto and web start-ups who had this figured out in the 90′s). There must be so many jobs out there that can get done at night to give people all the daylight they need. How many times have you looked out your office window (if you’re lucky enough to have one) onto a sunny, warm day and wondered why the hell you have to sit at a desk inside?

Join Muir

I had a long conversation with my friend Pete on Friday, mostly covering the nobel laureate Barack Obama and other catching up. We started to talk about this blog and in particular folks like John Muir. I watched the first episode of the recently released PBS Movie, The National Parks: America’s Best Idea and learned a lot more about the scottish naturalist. If you don’t know who he is, he basically walked 50 miles in two days to see a tree he particularly liked and birthed eco-tourism in the late 1800′s. Oh, he also founded Yosemite National Park and the Sierra Club. No big deal.

Muir: a really good looking guy

Muir: a really good looking guy

My first thoughts about Muir are that I basically want to be him. But as my friend Pete so aptly put, John Muir was right in 1890, but now we need a different kind of person. However much I like Muir and consider him an idol, trying to be him would be a mistake. I think his work to protect the natural wilderness and bring the public to see it was essential for 1890. However in 2009, admiring the wild is not radical enough to bring about the change we seek. I think that if everyone had the opportunity to appreciate the natural beauty of their own country they might stop destroying it. But I also know that it’s almost impossible to get 7 billion folks outside for a walk.

Now we need to be able to truly appreciate those things which we cannot see and cannot feel. For instance, every time you get a plastic bag imagine throwing it into a redwood grove:

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That’s basically what happens when you understand that landfills are just heaps of trash on top of some natural landscape. Maybe now they look like crap, but one time, they might have been as pretty as the photo above. Bring a reusable bag to the grocery store and try to connect that action with this consequence. Connecting those dots (reusable bags equals no plastic bag in forest) is lacking in most of what we do; from eating factory raised meat to using tupperware. John Muir would probably have realized this, unfortunately plastic wasn’t around in his time.

Curiosity

I recently had the opportunity to hear Jon Young speak about his nature connectedness workshops at the Kalleiopeia Foundation in Marin County. Jon is famous for his connection to John Brown Jr. and his subsequent work as a cultural mentor. In my opinion, he’s pretty much one of the coolest people in the field of being wild. Not only does he have an unparalleled understanding of the natural world, but a Jersey accent and he’s funny to boot.

The main take-away for me from the talk was one statement he made about curiosity: “Curiosity leads to passion, and passion leads to Vision.” After that I went home and ‘got curious’ with some friends by walking through the park aimlessly. Later in the week I took my dog for a long walk through golden gate park, with no goal or destination, just a long walk. It wasn’t an enlightening experience or anything, but it was interesting to see how hard it was to walk without a destination and how much I learned along the way about the park, the birds and the plants. Some people might see this pursuit as anti-intellectual, but I challenge that there is more to learn about the natural world than anything in our ‘real’ human world and you need a boat-load of curiosity to get that knowledge.

Young’s belief is that if you allow your curiosity to blossom, leading you wherever you want to go, you’ll find something to be passionate about. Once you find passion, you’ll eventually receive a vision of what you can do with your life. That’s basically the path I’m trying to follow now. My curiosity is leading me right now into the wild to where I hope to find a piece of passion. In the more common, less wild world, curiosity leads people into all sorts of industries. It’s basically just good practice to inspire curiosity in kids and get them to be ‘life-long learners’, right? It’s a simple idea with powerful ramifications. Curiosity is something that can start companies, create whole industries and change our economy.

Curiosity, not just for kids anymore!

Nature the Farmer

A thought occurred to me the other day while driving through the redwoods in Humboldt county. I was en route to Portland, OR for work and play and while looking at those massive trees of the Lost Coast I realized the efficiency with which nature produces food. Sure, this is no new thought, but consider all the waste we humans produce; the pacific trash gyre, landfills, oil spills and more waste every day.

Now consider all the waste nature produces….none. Everything is used and useful. Fallen leaves return their nutrients to the Earth to be soaked up again. Ok, maybe rocks, coal and oil are ‘useless’ by any natural process (and perhaps humans have evolved to use these useless items). But considering all the activity in the natural world, all the living and dying, growth and expansion, there is very little put to waste. Everything becomes food for something else. Wouldn’t it be great if people could find ways to be as efficient as nature?

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