a connected cow & me & you
In celebration of this 100th post, I'd like to share a story of interconnectedness & gratitude for sharing this space with you....
At dinner last night, as Chad and I delighted in a scrumptious meal, we were acknowledging all those who made it possible. And in moments such as these, our sense of interdependence, rather than independence or dependence, is clear.
cow farmer, butcher, vet, rice farmer, soybean farmer, shallot farmer, dijon mustard farmers, wine makers and workers, orange farmers, garlic farmers, olive oil farmers-makers- and bottlers, baker, flour maker, factory line workers, engineers-builders-runners of the machines that process and package the raw food, marketer who prepares packaging, cargo loaders, truckers, civil engineers who designed roads, those who built the roads, those who created the machines that built the roads, those who built the machines that helped build the roads, stock clerks, creators and builders of grocery checkout machines, bagger, architect/superintendent/carpenters/electricians/plumbers/painters/and others who make the grocery store where we can easily access our food, accountants and operations staff, human resources support, managers...
....and this list continued for several more minutes to include even those who made the plates and glasses from which we ate...and then we thanked the exquisite man who prepared the yummy steak ahead of time for us (to which Chad said it is RIDICULOUS how good it is), and Chad thanked me for preparing it (and telling me it is one of the best meals he ever had...thank goodness since last night's was the worst, no offense, tee hee)...
....and each of their mothers and fathers who made their lives possible, and their mothers, and their fathers....
We soften, as we recognize our connection to each other.
Thank you for sharing this space with me, for touching me with your emails, comments, lives. Thank you for passing this love on to all those you touch.
At dinner last night, as Chad and I delighted in a scrumptious meal, we were acknowledging all those who made it possible. And in moments such as these, our sense of interdependence, rather than independence or dependence, is clear.cow farmer, butcher, vet, rice farmer, soybean farmer, shallot farmer, dijon mustard farmers, wine makers and workers, orange farmers, garlic farmers, olive oil farmers-makers- and bottlers, baker, flour maker, factory line workers, engineers-builders-runners of the machines that process and package the raw food, marketer who prepares packaging, cargo loaders, truckers, civil engineers who designed roads, those who built the roads, those who created the machines that built the roads, those who built the machines that helped build the roads, stock clerks, creators and builders of grocery checkout machines, bagger, architect/superintendent/carpenters/electricians/plumbers/painters/and others who make the grocery store where we can easily access our food, accountants and operations staff, human resources support, managers...
....and this list continued for several more minutes to include even those who made the plates and glasses from which we ate...and then we thanked the exquisite man who prepared the yummy steak ahead of time for us (to which Chad said it is RIDICULOUS how good it is), and Chad thanked me for preparing it (and telling me it is one of the best meals he ever had...thank goodness since last night's was the worst, no offense, tee hee)...
....and each of their mothers and fathers who made their lives possible, and their mothers, and their fathers....
We soften, as we recognize our connection to each other.
Thank you for sharing this space with me, for touching me with your emails, comments, lives. Thank you for passing this love on to all those you touch.
Labels: interconnectedness, interdependence
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