I went to OKC this past month at Matthew Kenney's RAW Academy. I am having a little bit of difficulty on my re-entry back home to Putney. YES I love it being so green, YES I love that we recycle and for the most part, we are a healthy state....so why is this so hard??? I am surrounded by gorgeous farms and organic this and sustainable that, responsible shoppers who bring their own bags.... but I just don't know where to put my efforts, instead of being inspired, I feel stuck. Is it a juice bar? A smoothie bar? A restaurant? I know I need to get out what is inside of me, I have something so big that I want to share, but I am still in the fledgling stages of my expression....what am I trying to say???? What is it I want everyone to know???
There were so many MORBIDLY obese people living in Oklahoma, and the streets were lined with Fast Food restaurants, I had HAD it with throwing away my wine bottles (there were several) into the trash. It's almost as if I was exposed to something that is SO urgent in nature, SO desperate and SO violent- like the tornadoes that have been whipping through the central states- WE NEED TO CHANGE........NOW.
I friend of mine posted on FaceBook that after a very long time of foregoing red meat, she ate a Grass Fed Hamburger and loved it. It wasn't her post that upset me, but all of the thumbs up she got- "Go meat" says another..... for me I understand people will always eat meat and that some may think they actually need it or crave it- I get it. But who then, is responsible for the change? I can tell you that Grass Fed Beef is NOT the mainstay in OKC- it's miserable, corporate run, slaughter houses. In Vermont- we are accustomed to fighting hard fort the lifestyle we want- for our families, our children- grass root movements move swiftly through the state- most with success- but we can't be held only accountable for Vermont. Because we don't live in Oklahoma, doesn't mean that it isn't happening. We are all activists, we are ALL political, whether we are conscious of our politics or not.
