“I seem to have been born with with an aptitude for a way of life that was doomed, although I did not understand that at the time. Free of any intuition of its doom, I delighted in it, and learned all I could about it.” -A Native Hill, by W.B.
This sung to my soul when I read it. I couldn’t put a finger on the feeling or word to it until reading this. This is how I felt for a long while about my love of gardening and agriculture, local and community movements…like there was no place for me or for that in the America i was born into. It was outmoded and just a shell of what it once was.
In the last few years I’ve had more hope for us in these arenas. I think there is a bit of revitalization and renewal happening all over in small and unspoken ways not seen in media, but seen and heard by the people throughout the land. I think bitcoin and nostr are part of this as well. Later down the page he speaks of how this knowledge came to him in a short window and shaped him in powerful ways and I can’t help but think a similar thing is happening to all of us right now with bitcoin, nostr, our culture, food at large, etc. a mighty change is afoot
