Micro Entrepreneurism, Simple Living & Art
When I find a really good book it tends to consume me. I almost always read non-fiction. I like stories about real people doing real things, doing good things, doing hard things.
Right now, I’m in the process of devouring and savoring (is that even possible at the same time?) Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver and it is just totally rocking my world, in a way that I wanted it to be rocked. Perhaps, in a way that I even needed for it to be rocked. Books are a way for us to come to information and decisions on our own time and at our own level. They don’t have an expectations, they just offer themselves freely as inspiration. Perhaps books are “organic inspiration” in one of its more effective forms.
Two weeks ago it was hard for me to contemplate going a week without eating a tomato. They are my staple, instantly everything tastes yummylicious addition to any quick veggie concoction. I love them DEARLY. Today I said that I would stop buying tomatoes until we could get them fresh from a local grower at the farmer’s market. Two weeks ago, I would not have been able to make that kind of commitment, and I certainly wouldn’t have wanted to listen to anybody else who might have suggested it.