03.20.09

Life Outside

Posted in Uncategorized at 7:04 pm by zakira

There are a few issues that concern me that are Outside The Scope of the essay I am writing. They are:

The loss of children’s geographies – where are children’s spaces now that they are “container” children, spending more time than ever in boxes of various sizes (cars, classrooms, carseats, strollers)? Where are their secret lairs, where are their alone-spots? What is the world made of when we have no liminal spaces? They don’t even walk to school anymore. They are never alone, unsupervised, in free child culture? What is happening to children’s society when it is totally mediated – by adults and by screens?

also, how can we live outdoors? How can we move our lives outside to bring the awareness of nature and life into our experience?

and, the man-machine and the nature-machine.

now, back to work.

01.25.09

Home, detached

Posted in Uncategorized tagged , , , at 9:49 am by zakira

We whipped through the fantasy as we always do in January. The detached home. The place of our own. The place we can own, just us. The ground would be ours. There would be no one else. Between walls would be air and grasses and lilies of the valley, and we would have an enormous vegetable garden and a garage for doing work in. And the girls would have their own rooms, a room of their own, and walls between them, and no one else to infringe on whatever we wanted to do, whenever we felt like it, within the limits of the law.

We looked through the MLS and we gazed and dreamed. We looked at the places we can’t afford and we looked at the gardens already built and the walls already painted, the awful appliances and the narrow old windows. We looked at the places we could afford, to achieve our dream of independence. And then we looked at our own little place and said “well… if we stay here for another few years…”

And we said “we like this little place” and our justifications weigh out far heavier to stay with just under 200 square feet per person, to keep the carbon footprint small, to enjoy the control and support of our strata, to take our little garden with its vegetable yield and the little apple tree for what it all is: just the right size for right now.

And so the dream of home is detached from the physical house. The reality of home is detached from the walls and it lives in our walking patterns through this well-laid-out suite, the sight-lines of privacy and openness, and our huge 1970s size windows that let the south sun in summer. Here we live within our means, and this living is good enough for us.

01.22.09

Surveys: Another way to see the world

Posted in Uncategorized at 6:48 pm by zakira

I attended an education session on the survey process and surveys on reserve. You don’t think a lot about surveys and surveyors usually, but they live in the world with a particularly engaged and specialist eye.

We were told that a surveyor “find the boundaries”, he doesn’t create them. Borders and boundaries are created by speculators, landowners, governments and individuals. But whatever description is given of this land by these people, the surveyor turns from an idea to a reality. They bring land from the abstract to the physical, and they leave a mark that will last for potentially hundreds of years.

Survey posts are wood or metal. You can find them on the corners of your lot, anywhere there is a bend in the “border”. They are marked with the date and the name of the surveyor and other arcane data that only the secret brotherhood of surveyors can decode.

I imagine walking long distances in the wilderness, seemingly untouched by man. And then you see it: a surveyor’s monument. A wooden post, inscribed. Or cuts in a tree. Or a metal post, driven into the ground and capped with a stamped disk.

It is a criminal code violation to move or alter these marks of man’s ownership of the earth. What a relationship we have built with the land, that we would drive boundary markers forever into its skin.

Earliest Spring: Clematis Buds

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Earliest Spring: Clematis Buds

Originally uploaded by zakira rose

Clearing the garden on a rare sunny january day this weekend, pulling back the old leaves that well insulate baby slugs, I found the slightest, lightest, most subtle signs of spring and life. Here is the first stretch of new life in last years’ clematis.

01.21.09

Earliest Spring: Clematis Buds

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Earliest Spring: Clematis Buds

Originally uploaded by zakira rose

Clearing the garden on a rare sunny january day this weekend, pulling back the old leaves that well insulate baby slugs, I found the slightest, lightest, most subtle signs of spring and life. Here is the first stretch of new life in last years’ clematis.

Earliest Spring: Rose branch

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Earliest Spring: Rose branch

Originally uploaded by zakira rose

01.10.09

Hunter Gatherers, Work, and Leisure Time

Posted in Uncategorized tagged , , at 11:39 pm by zakira

For this semester’s class on Culture and Nature we opened with readings from a book on Hunter-Gatherers, economics, and the environment titled “Limited Wants, Unlimited Means” (J. Gowdy, Editor). The initial readings paint a picture of neolithic life as characterized by short work and long leisure periods, extensive interpersonal relationships and non-attachment to objects. The hunter-gatherer is painted as a process person over a product-oriented individual, as a person who works little and plays often, and as essentially peaceful.

All this is well and good and it led to many discussions about cultural differences between hunter-gatherers and agriculturalists, between immediate-return societies and delayed-return societies, and the challenges associated with bridging those cultural gaps. What was profound for me, however, was the way in which anthropologists were imposing the delayed-return temporal perspective on these immediate return groups. The very fact of immediate-return implies a different perspective about the future and therefore about time. So how is it possible to measure their time by our standards? This matters a lot when we talk about leisure time vs work time. If you don’t measure time the same way, if you don’t experience it in a similar manner, you can’t compare it accurately.

Take the (for simplicity we’ll call it Western but truthfully i think it’s the industrial perspective coming out of the labour movement) “western” perspective: work is the unpleasant but necessary activity the virtuous enact and the unworthy avoid. Leisure is the very opposite and can be either quiet contemplation or sinful revelry, but it is characterized by pleasure, idleness, and choice. Work is a “burden” for westerners because it excludes Choice. You work because you MUST, you play because you CAN.

For Hunter-Gatherers described in our first readings, work is apparently not a burden because it is a choice (not explained in the book this way, but quite obvious to me). The freedom to commit whatever activity you wish operates under social and environmental controls, but the plain fact is that if you don’t want to go pick berries today you don’t have to and no one is going to make you. Post-modern industrial society has a model for this in certain select retirees who are able to become contractors after retirement. In effect they begin their “real job” once they have the freedom of choice about what kind of work they will do. It is no longer considered “work” on the same scale, because on any day if they don’t want to go pick berries they don’t have to and there is no one who can make them.

We have a million and one self-help books about finding the career, “choosing” the life you want, making your hobby your job. No one says “make your hobby your work” – because work has come to mean something else. I suppose what I’m trying to point out here is that the very definition of work, and the relationship we have with it, significantly impacts our analyses of other cultures’ economic and life-sustaining activities. I’ve tried out living “the hunter-gatherer way” – not being concerned about the time (but showing up at work at the same time every day), being socially oriented while at “work” or not, working in rhythms of intensity and relaxation, and most importantly, applying the same importance weighting on my home life as my work life. If all becomes equal in value and emotional attachment, should I have the same resentment about doing the dishes as I would about whatever pissed me off at work today? Or should I have the ability to really relax at work, see myself as living there , and be settled in my life in both locations? there are “stresses” everywhere, there are things we can’t control in every aspect of life. But I think that the less we imagine that the weekends “should” be for resting or playing (not for laundry and other home “work” activities), and equally the less we believe that weekdays “should” be resented with the roll of the eyes about mondays and the excitement about fridays and the imagined R&R on the weekend, perhaps the MORE we would be happy and content, the more balance we would be achieving in our daily lives.

I conclude this ridiculously long post with an encouragement to see the CBC’s little documentary “Educating Margaret”. This is not about hunter-gatherers and I certainly don’t want you to think I am mistaking this. But it is, in some ways, about work and responsibility. Margaret is a Kenyan woman who, by being sponsored for education is now a nurse. What is incredible is to see her GLOW of pride when she describes the sheer number of people she, and she alone, supports with her income (11 people, some who she lives with, others back home in her village).  To see her smile is to know that for her this responsibility is not a burden but is a blessing. It is a beautiful thing, not a “source of stress” as we would have it here. Here in the west people have nervous breakdowns because of the pressure of having to support many people on a single income. Yet here is Margaret, smiling and counting on her fingers all those who she is able to help.  Hers is a very different perspective indeed.

01.05.09

A new year, a new post

Posted in Uncategorized at 1:12 pm by zakira

This year will be a better one than the last.  It will. It must.  There are only improvements to be had… This I tell myself while sitting in a daze, remembering the friend I once had. I thought she would be here forever, I would run into her at random, I was sure I would see her again. I did, and we said good-bye in December. And on December 28, my friend Angela died of cancer.  I’m numb, lost in thought on what it all means.

What it means is that if there’s one promise we should try to keep it’s to tell the people we really love that they mean a lot to us. That someone shouldn’t be dying to get to see their friends and family. That life and relationships are precious and fragile, and we should do whatever it takes to maintain relationships.

And along with this, to play with my children as if I am a child, to do arts and crafts with unselfconscious abandon, and to smile more at everyone. Even strangers. Even the grumpy ones at the store or parking lot. Yes, I resolve to be open, loving, emotive, and annoyingly cheerful. I think we’ll call it “neighbourly”.

So that would be the content of my (shhhh) first  “new year’s resolution”. I hesitate to call it that as the tern usually implies that the future of the promise is in fact doomed.  BUT we shall see.

My second thing on the “list of lifestyle changes to try out in 2009″ (shhh… resolutions again!) is to reduce the amount of garbage, recycling and waste  for which I am directly responsible.  Such as soup cans, packaging, and shrinkwrapped meats.

Finally, I hope to expand my social world. I have been happiest when I have known many people, been friendly with multitudes. So I shall say “yes” to invitations, make efforts to be open and fearless (locate the resolve, in the promise of attempts at bravery).  At least, I’ll try to be.

Naturally there are other things I want to do, such as the elusive “Results” – accomplishments, something to show for my efforts. I’ve made a list (checked it twice), and set my success bar low at 10%. If I can get 10% of my listed hoped-for accomplishments done by next year, I will be really happy. 10% annual increases over the course of 5 years would make a significant impact.

Wish me luck and happy new year!

12.28.08

Search Term Saturday: Dragon

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My daughter is obsessed with dragons. I mean, completely beside herself with love for them. When discussing our dream home the other day she said hers included a cave for a real firebreathing dragon. That’ll scare the burglars away to be sure!

She collects these MegaBlox “Dragons” that you get in pieces inside big plastic eggs. Because you have to construct them they are a little flimsy and we’ve noticed the heads fall off easily. Here’s what’s amazing though: MegaBlox replaces parts for free if they break. So we just write into the site and in 6 weeks or something a new head comes for the dragon. Ironscales’ head has broken twice and they’ve replaced it both times. Which is a good thing because Ironscales is possibly the most treasured dragon in the bunch. She was the first and for that has pride of place in the collection.

The prevalence of dragons in my little girl’s world is in direct contrast to the rapidly increasing population of unicorns in the youngest’s. They reproduce at an alarming rate and show no signs of stopping. I have images of a unicorn cull a la the Last Unicorn. Send them all to the sea.

I do however have the thought that the poor reader who accidentally arrived at this shambles of a blog may have been looking for information about dragon boat races. Here on the southwest coast you can get this information from Dragon Boat West at http://www.dragonboatwest.net/, the Dragon Boat Association at http://www.dragonboatassociation.ca/, or at the actual site for the Vancouver Dragon Boat races: http://dragonboatbc.ca/ … and no, I’m not into dragon boating. I looked it up for you.

12.22.08

Happy Solstice

Posted in Uncategorized tagged , , , at 9:03 pm by zakira

The snow continues to fall around us. Amazing to see great white flakes floating down, endlessly from the sky. Makes me feel like a child again, full of vim, ready to take on anything.

So I took the kids to the store by sled as Ye Olde Vann is unable to navigate snow like this. We dropped by some friends on the way home, pulling our sledful of vittles. Very nice, a great way to spend three hours of daylight on a snowy solstice day.

We did a very small ritual this year – the guests who would have come were prudent and remained in the safety of their own homes. And given the moods of children and husband, I chose a very light, fun ritual. Here’s what we did:

The kids turned off all the lights in the house and we sat around the kitchen table with our Yule Candle lit and four tea lights and four slices of apple pie. Each person in turn lit their candle from the Yule Candle saying the phrase “This is the longest night. Soon there will be light.” When the candle were lit, we took them through the house and turned on every single light in a frenzy of excitement. Then we opened every cuboard and drawer and doorway to let light in for the new year. We returned to the table, blew out our candles and ate our apple pie.

Later I’ll draw a labyrinth in the snow, when all is quiet and still on this long winter night.

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