Speaking of hunger

I am really excited about this Fellowship Year and working with the social action folks to get the kids involved. Especially since Carol E-D is into food and hunger as issues that the children can understand.

I have had this dream since I was director of ICAN and delivered people their gov't commodities. If you have never seen commodities, they are a weird mishmash of things that have potential. Canned meat, beans, rice, canned fruit and fruit juice, a cheese not unlike velveeta. Sometimes cereal. Dry milk. I was always a little stumped at how the gov't thought people would use these. We are talking about people who qualify for commodities, so they have limited resources already. Oh, but wait, we ARE talking about he gov't so they don't have to think about practical things like how someone might soak the beans in a pot they don't have so that they can make a delicious healthy soup for cold winter nights. Do they have a stove to cook it on? Do they have electricity? Water? Do they know how to read the label on the dang bag of beans? Gov't - not detail oriented!

My dream since I saw this cardboard box of odd foodstuffs has been to organize classes that teach people what to do with the box of things that the gov't gave them. Every month, they come to the imaginary center, where their children are cared for in a loving environment while they cook, and they learn what to do with their monthly allotment. A crew of dedicated volunteers helps cut and chop the vegetable adjuncts for the class demo while others collect lists of materials that people need in their home in order to cook the food (sharp knife, cutting board, cookpot) and people share ideas of how to make do when you don't have the tool or ingredient that you would most like to have. The basic tools that they need are procured for them so that they can use the resources that the gov't made available to them, and the program makes sense!

I keep hearing Marilyn and Forrest talk about Just Food, a local program having something to do with ECKAN and Ann Weick. And I have seen lots of people at the Fellowship bring in bags and boxes of food on Sunday mornings that people need, for their stomachs as well as their souls.

(My real dream is that this Miracle Kitchen evolves into a restaurant where people are trained to have jobs in restaurants and meals are served to homeless, low-income, and paying customers alike. Sort of a Paradise Cafe with a social action spin.)

Yesterday was my big brother's birthday, and I took my kiddo over to Liberty for dinner with my bro. He is a chef, and he runs the kitchen at the HyVee on 6th Street. I was telling him about my Miracle Kitchen and he shook his head. He said, "ya know, sis, we throw away so much food, and when other people see it, they say things about coming back to get it and getting it to LINK or whoever will take it and share it with those in need, but they never come back to get it. I guess they are just too busy to remember."

I will try to not get so busy that I can't remember to come and help get to people the sustenance that they need.

Volunteer Corn

I just read a blog from a friend who has had a pretty rough year. Apartment fire, mother dying, got married (not rough, but a huge change), and her ex committed suicide. Wow! And she keeps on keeping on.
She wrote about her little garden that she has been tending to this summer. Her hubby was irritated that she didn't pull each and every weed as soon as she could. One really caught her eye and she admired how it clung for life to the fence, and grew straight and tall. Her little weed now has one beautiful ear of corn on it.
Cynical people might be saying to themselves right now "volunteer corn? that can't taste good. Probably some weird hybrid or feed corn or nothing that a person ought to eat!"

Cynical people miss out on so much in life. Maybe her point is not to get something out of that feeds her stomach, but somehow it has already fed her spirit. And I think she was deservedly hungry.

post GA catching up

Why is there always so much to do when you are a "grown up?"
The Kiddo is constantly telling me he's bored and I long for a moment in which to be bored.

We had a party on the 4th and a UU family commented on my family's spinner game that you spin to determine what chore is going to get done and what the reward for doing it will be. They loved the idea, and I do too. But really, every chore that is one of the choices needs to be done fairly often or it wouldn't be a chore on our list, so why do we try to act like it is optional, or just a twist of fate (really of friction) that the spinner arrow would land on "clean your room" and not "help with laundry", when really, both are gonna get done?

Lots to catch up on from being gone to GA. Meetings for RE, meetings for the Board, meetings for the Spiritual Celebration Committee, telling anyone who will listen how unbearably dreadful the Service of the Living Tradition was at GA, and how great the workshop on Cultural Appropriation was . Had to fix the goat fence and chicken pen, since the goats got out and ate the garden and the chickens keep getting eaten by the puppy who really doesn't eat them but rather holds them in her mouth until they are scared to death.

Much to do, gotta go run my own UU kid and his UU pal around for awhile. They had a great playdate today and now we gotta get back to "I'm bored."