Category Archives: farmers

Fat and Happy

As I arrived at my friends farm yesterday, I thought I heard the sound of bone being cut, pig bone or maybe sheep or goat, but   the sound that I heard was the grinder my friend held in his … Continue reading

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Farmers for Peace

When we’re growing food we’re liberating ourselves from want, from need, from greed, from seeds of fear and we’re setting the dove free to soar with olive branches away from perpetual war, away from hate away from the fate scripted … Continue reading

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In The Sky

I. Helicopters buzz alongside lush-green sea cliffs through sacred valleys and over farmland, cutting through peace and quiet, cutting   through silence like knives chop, chop, chop, a reminder of missionaries sharpening their blades, chopping the islands like venison   … Continue reading

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We Can’t Eat Money

What if today’s youth were taught to become farmers rather than bankers?

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