So I was all about the blah blah blah of the meaning of life and reading the Bhagavad Gita and Conversations with God
and my experience last weekend of Revival at the Abyssinian Baptist Church on Friday and kirtan with Krishna Das on Saturday.
Then on Thursday, Yogini Shannon reminded me of Ruth Stout.
I first read about Ruth and her mulching ways in Mother Earth News a few years ago.
At that time in my life, her easy laborless form of gardening struck me as snake oil being peddled out of the back of a truck.
In and amongst reading about Rudolf Steiner and biodynamic gardening according to the moons phases
and Bill Mollison and permaculture I thought, like everything else in life,
if it's not torture and exhausting and complicated and completely unattainable
well, it just must not be worth it.
I think I know better now
it's totally worth the 20 minutes to watch her in action
I wanna be this lady when I grow up.
Or better yet, be her now.
How fuckin awesome is she?