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Wendell Berry’s Testimony Against NAIS

June 26, 2009June 26, 2009 / growingwildfarm

My hero…Wendell Berry! Make sure to listen to the audio of Mr. Berry’s testimony against NAIS on the link…here is a man who has always fought the good fight.

www.foodrenegade.com/wendell-berry-picks-jail-over-nais

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Couldn't stop crying today. I can't believe I have never smelt a sunflower before???That scent. To my knees. And it rained earlier. And finally, like a sharp intake, the guttural reality of Lammas finally arrived. Because it comes with an ache, that hit to the heart, the Leo heart--things are going to die. It felt right to wash away the eclipses with water, tears and rain. It's the epitome of beautiful pain, this knowing that it's all going to keep going on. The truth of existence. How could we only just now realize we aren't the center of this earth? That the grief wells up from Gaia herself? That all things do? Moving forward, though it's the only right way to go, hurts if you are here and in love with it all. It's not easy to close doors, open them, all the no's and yes's, necessary to grow with Her. #growingwilder #liketheearth #andhercreatures

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