A Homesteading Revolution Requires Work
I used to hate the suburbs. I still find many elements of our municipal planning and development hugely problematic, but I also see new opportunity where I used to only have judgment. Where once I only saw postage stamp lawns and oversized houses, I see a new possibility:
Instead of spraying RoundUp and watering lawns to keep the grass green, we could unleash a homesteading revolution.
We have the technology; from solar power to our taken-for-granted infrastructure like running water to the internet. We have the information; whether in a local class or an online database. We have the capacity in abundance. We have the desire; just the other day I saw neighbors post online they had chicken eggs for sale and people were willing to pay through the nose for delicious, local eggs.
Here's the problem, a homesteading revolution requires work.
At some point, we have to get off our asses and do something if we care about it.
I remember when I first started dreaming of starting an ecovillage. Or an intentional community. Or a permaculture garden. The pictures in my head were lush and beautiful, but they were daydreams. I didn't do a damn thing, so nothing happened.
Then I remember when I got serious. I began to take action, and things started happening. A man I just met gave me materials to build a garden box and tons of tools. Friends donated seeds and starts. I don't know why, but it still felt so hard just to build boxes and prepare the ground. But Courtney and I did. Then we bought dirt. Then we bought seeds. There was strategy and forethought, then action. One thing would lead to another, and somehow it all came together. Now, we have two decently-sized garden boxes. Hardly a revolution, but think of what could happen if even most people in our community were on board!
There is so much more I want to see. I want to see when individuals will have relationships with local artisan shops, and where we are able to eat mostly what we want to from home. I look forward to a time when I go out to eat and I will be able to know where my food came from, that it's fresh and good for me, where we as communities are reintroduced to our connection to the earth with our hands, our feet, our labor, and our taste buds. For this to happen, it's going to take work.
I think the primary perpetuator of the status quo is our fear of stepping out to do something different and that fear justifies our laziness.
Grocery stores are super convenient, but most of the food isn't even that good for you. Some stores are working on it, some companies are working on it, but what about a not-grass-roots revolution we all have a stake in?
I see a possibility, and that change of heart is encouraging. The probable, almost certain future doesn't look much different, though, because standing for something requires work.