Son of a Farmer

“Everything is connected. That bond is what keeps this Planet dancing round in poetic choreography. That connection is what keeps us all alive. What we do to the Earth, we do to ourselves. If we are capable of destruction, we are most certainly capable of healing. ” – Eric Herm

Eric Herm, (organic farmer, author, activist and musician) translates modern day agriculture and life through various mediums and venues in his own unique West Texas manner. With plow, pen, guitar and sarcastic wit, Herm plunges forward into a world of tumbleweeds, sandstorms, droughts, GMOs, and rural existence.

These Days

Courtesy Sacred Voyages

Courtesy Sacred Voyages

It’s easy to feel overwhelmed in these days we live. Read or listen to the news, it appears we are all nothing more than murderers, thieves, arsonists, terrorists, cowards, and fools. Listen to our political leaders or read the latest laws they’ve signed, sealed and delivered, it is obvious the country is run by megalomaniacs and corporate whores. Every major industry from politics to economics to agriculture to healthcare base the majority of their decisions to generate cash for themselves and the hell with everyone else.

Has this mentality, this existence of greed and gluttony spilled its way into the streets, into our blood, reprogramming our DNA? Are we slowly becoming more mechanized, more corporatized, more monopolized by all these lies and screen-staring contests? It’s a good question to ponder. It’s a relevant subject to wonder.

Here in my corner of the universe, on the edge of the desert where the prairie was born, I stare face-first into the horizon of what is now and what is coming fast. Have we slowed it down at all? Are we settling for less, lowering our expectations as more hammers fall? Or are we rising above these ashes, daring to stand strong and proud, daring to speak louder than ever so we are heard over the moans and groans, the wails and nashing of teeth? Are we organized, prepared, and ready to move forward through the cinders of smoke and bellows of flames? Are we constructing a new paradigm or clinging on to the old?

These days, it’s easy to stand frozen in horror or disbelief. These days, strength is needed. Hope is needed. Change for the better. Hopefully we are not standing around, waiting on government or some other phantom hero to bail us out, to save us from the swift currents churning all around. For it is only us, only ourselves who are here to take such a stand and make the necessary change of direction…that only comes from a leap of faith, strength and hope.