What is truth?

"What is truth?" From the Gaudi Cathedral in Barcelona. I took this picture on the first trip Pete and I ever went on together. Four years ago.

I have left Scotland, started a new job (kindergarten teacher), moved back in with parents, left my boyfriend (again), and have (yet again) started the existential debate in my head. I know there are no answers. We are all searching. On the outside of one of the most highly visited cathedrals in the world we see the question that is asked throughout all of time. What is truth? What is our purpose, what is our point?

I know there are no answers. But what I do know (that I like) is the sense of community I have found in Brooklyn, the sense of purpose I feel around my friends, who like me are trying to change just one bit about the world. I know I don't know it all, but I do know I want to be part of changing our food industry and the way we have access to the most basic right on earth: food.

I am about to start a journey: urban homesteading, urban localizing and urban greening. I have no plan yet, just a direction. I will let you know, when I know. For now here is a poem Hannah lent me.


Remember What is most important

It’s not having everything go right;
Its facing whatever goes wrong.
It’s not being without fear;
It’s having the determination to go on in spite of it.
It’s not where you stand,
But it’s the direction you’re going in.
Remember to live not just this one day
And not ad tomorrow’s troubles to today’s load.
Remember that every day ends
And brings a new tomorrow
Full of exciting new things.
Love what you do,
Do the best you can,
And always remember
How much you are loved.

-Vickie M. Worsham.