The red dusty dirt invites pilgrims like me to experience at a cellular level the truth that we are simply dust. I am dust, rich as this land. I am dust, buoyant as the particulars soaring through the air on an African breeze. Thank God for the witness of fellow dirt lovers in Rwanda that have taught me this week that being dust is a gift.
Together we will continue to author a story of love from the fields with a fairly simple plot: buy the oils, love the land, sustain the farmers, heal the world. We need all the great Thistle Friends to help this field flourish. With that, all I have is love and gratitude for friendship today.
I don’t know about you, but this question of how to live more generously rises up in me every so often. It has never gone away. Sometimes it manifests itself in judging others on their generosity or creates a long list in me about why I need to worry about having enough money. I think the disciples were cautioned to travel light because then they would always need each other and be a bit vulnerable.
We can’t grow enterprises that heal without those roots fostered with compassionate friends.
That is how love heals.
That is the story over and over.
The story of healing has value and I believe still that love is a viable business model. This is one of our big questions over the next week to explore.
In just one tiny deed that before me unfurled,
It felt Christmas had come once again to the world.
This Christmas there was no receiver or giver
Just people loving enough to deliver…
Becca’s 2018 Advent Reflection: Stop & Wait
Tea has an innately ritual quality to it.
Do yourself a sweet favor. Take a breath, brew a cup of tea brimming with justice, and share the world’s oldest beverage with someone you love, even if it’s only in spirit.
Below is a simple ritual you can try, and you can find out more about Thistle Farms’ justice teas here.
Giving thanks is an expression of morality, memory and mutuality.
This week i invite you to listen again to the story of a friend or coworker or family member. Listen like you are falling in love. Listen like your job is not to fix or change it, just witness to the story they are sharing. Listen like you will hold their story deep in your heart and be their story bearer.
A group photo of Thistle Farms #loveheals
It's November and the season for giving thanks. I am sharing a poem I wrote a couple of weeks ago encouraging us to become wild lovers of the woods.
On the eve of midterm elections I thought it might be nice this week to focus on some helpful hints to keep us centered and grounded on our spiritual path. Enjoy.
Grateful to Guideposts for this great three-minute interview. Look for us in the November issue and feel free to share with your friends.
As we continue to contemplate the meanings of power together, don't underestimate the power of love in your life or its ability to heal the world.
Enjoy this guest blog from one of my best friends and co-workers, Frannie Kieschnick, about what hope looked like, rising in the midst of the refugee camp where she helped launch one of our newest projects Love Welcomes.
A new spin on Max Ehrmann's "Desiderata" for our day and age.
Redefining power is an exercise that offers us an opportunity to see how we have undercut or abused our own. More and more, I am shying away from the word "empower" and using the word love.
Don't empower me. Love me.
This piece was a gift to film and offers a real glimpse into our lives at Thistle Farms. Thank you Modern Hero. Let us know what you think. #loveheals.
Two sweet happenings from the past few days…