Opening Doors to Chickens
Doors keep opening
since I first got chickens.
I keep walking through them.
Spiritual experiences.
At the same time writing
The River of Life,
local stores invited us
to provide them with eggs.
What might it be like,
to raise chickens as a business,
as a spiritual experience of trust,
of living The River of Life?
Doors keep opening,
more doors and more space
than I can accomplish alone,
I keep walking through them.
Baby chicks start laying in July
and double our egg production
We’ll double it one more time.
Through the door of a full size farm.
Feeding food scraps to 3000 hens
We free up 90 acres of farmland
to grow people food instead of chicken feed
Through the door of solving food waste.
Trainees learning this model,
multiplying the food waste solution,
getting better eggs to more people
Through the door of giving back.
Sharing this vision – inviting participation
fully engaged but non-attached,
mingling with fear, and hope.
Through another door, new, unknown.
Come to the farm. Manson, Washington
Come to the website. ManySpokes.com
Come to the GoFundMe and open new space
www.GoFundMe.com/AFarmInABox
Who has their hand on this same door,
the one that opens
to the building of the beautiful world?
Let’s meet there.
I’ll make omelettes.
We’ll listen to the roosters,
See the sun rise. Glory
in the warmth of a just-laid egg.
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