Into Overtown

I pushed off the pavement as my longboard coasted away from the Historic Overtown Metro station. “God’s Plan” by Drake bumped in my earbuds. I felt like I was winning, and giving an abundance like king Drizzy Drake.

As I coasted into the heart of Overtown down 3rd Ave, though, I felt a shift in my gut. From the pit of my belly came the feeling: “Oh shit, this is real.” I had a few bananas and plantain chips with me, so Gollum at least knew that he’d be fed. But Frodo writhed outward. Not only did I have to trust in myself and those around me, but I also had to show up with sincerity and heart presence. Continue reading “Into Overtown”

Gollum Shows Frodo the Way into Overtown

This weekend I went out to the Overtown community garden project, spearheaded by the Miami-based nonprofit permaculture design company Inhabit Earth. At the site, there are loads of compostable bags filled with soil for annual plantings along with extensive mulch rows for future food forest style plantings. A kind, wise woman named Lily takes care of the shaded nursery area of the property where all the future garden residents are currently being incubated. There are over 90 lemongrass pots, 200+ malanga, and an assortment of other herbs and tubers that will populate the long mulched rows set up by volunteers weekend after weekend here. I’m sure the ecology of the garden will be abundant and beautiful.  The biggest need that the garden has, besides water, is the people to meet our fellow plants and soil. Continue reading “Gollum Shows Frodo the Way into Overtown”

On a Grassy Hill…No, in the Forest, Home

Swinging from branch to branch

This is where I belong, he says

This is where I feel so free and happy

The world down there

Is filled with thorns,

It’s so painful.

 

He opens his arms,

Looking at the sunset,

Feeling the wind on his face

This is what matters, he says

I know that this feeling

Is what everyone down there deserves.

 

But no, he says

It’s not just that

It’s about the people too

He wants to slap them,

He angrily, jokingly points and spits at them

But he wants to give them all

A big warm hug, he is blushing.

 

We stand in a circle,

Holding hands,

He has so many friends

No, he says, not just friends

But the people I deeply love.

 

He takes out the thorn in his foot

The others look down,

They pull out their own thorn

But not everyone is ready…

He wants to help,

But he doesn’t know how, he says,

To do that right now.

 

We lay in an open grassy field, she says

Looking at the sky,

Holding each other,

Our faces are touching,

We are so happy, she says

But also sad, but our sadness

Is also part of our happiness.

 

He looks up at the sky

It reflects in his eye,

His beautiful eye,

Now he’s doing funny things

He’s on a hill, flexing his big biceps

With a tiny head,

Now he’s walking backwards into the forest

Goofily waving his hand in a peace sign,

Now he’s poking his head in and out of the trees,

Now he says thank you

Go now.

 

And so we returned.

 

The dimensions collapsed

And I was left sitting across from her

With the sandy walls and thorny ramparts

Slowly collapsing

Grain by grain, thorn by thorn,

Unearthing the moonstone

Entombed in my chest.

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Tenderly Care for the Earth, Bro!

Gardening, bro.  Hmm, why does that seem ironic?  This is a glimpse into the masculine ideal that we are collectively entrenched in.  In that conception of being a man, bro, gangster, boss, or whatever one calls it, tenderly caring for the Earth doesn’t contribute to one’s social status.  Getting your macros, obvi, but ensuring that those calories were harvested in an environmentally conscious way?  Scoff.  Flex.

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Growing Microgreens as Medicine

Task: Grow your own microgreens, no boogie restaurant reservation required:

  1. Use a seed tray and spread a layer of potting soil 1 cm thick flat on its bottom
  2. Spread several handfuls of microgreen seeds over the soil
  3. Water evenly so that the soil is just moist and cover with another tray
  4. Remove top tray after 24 hours (until seeds have sprouted) Continue reading “Growing Microgreens as Medicine”