Hi and welcome to my blog. My mother’s name is Eve. She’s getting older now, hell, I’m getting older now, but my mom looked exactly how you would imagine a good Eve to look: long auburn hair, intelligent green eyes, a beautiful figure. She was easy to picture wearing well-placed fig leaves with flowers in her coppery locks, a sly come-hither look in her wide, innocent eyes and an apple in her outstretched hand.
Perhaps because my mother’s name is Eve, I immediately saw the bad wrap saddled on the original Eve and so questioned a “truth” that would put the burden of original sin on one human woman – the first one, the mother, supposedly, of us all. An eternity of damnation for one snake-whispered bite? Come on. On the other hand, the creation myth of my childhood provided me a vision of a garden that stays with me today: a voluptuous, productive, healthy and breathtakingly beautiful garden that would provide for the needs of all: animal, plant and mineral, if treated well.
But we haven’t treated our garden well. Sometimes it seems to me we have done and continue to do everything we can to not only cause harm to our beloved planet, but to cause the most harm, the longest lasting harm, the worst harm.
This blog is about my longing to return to a time that was simpler, set in a garden on the North American continent before we messed it up with deforestation and railroads, dams and bad agriculture. I don’t remember it in my mind. I remember it in my bones. And in my blood. I remember it in the DNA handed down through past generations who lived closer to the earth. I remember peace. I remember sustainability. I remember things I have no business remembering. My longing follows my remembrances and leads me to discoveries along the way: whole food, slow food, alive, vibrant, healthy food, love and seasonal rhythms and living life like a sigh.
It also leads me to seek answers for how it got so bad so fast, how we let our astonishing blue planet become polluted, overcrowded, overheated and ill. How we’ve gotten to the 21st century with dangerous food on the shelves and subsequently, our tables, dangerous agricultural and manufacturing practices that threaten the health of every living thing and a population who has trouble connecting the dots because there are powers adept at deceit, diversion and creating confusion.
I was confused about a lot for quite some time. This blog about the sense I am making out of the chaos. I hope to connect with others who are saddened and disheartened by what they see in the world. And to find hope that there is still reason to live and love and fight for change.
Thank you so much for visiting Eve’s Daughter.