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Windows of Clarity

Louise Erdrich - Sunday, September 04, 2011

Addicts of all types who eventually enter recovery know the phrase "window of clarity". Through the haze of drugs or booze, people have a poignant stroke of thought. People realize their addiction is deadly; it is collapsing their personal world. So, too, a cheap energy addict (like me) knows these moments. Every so often, I look at some object in my hand and see the unrecoverable petroleum that actually produced it. I drive 1-94 to see my parents and remember only 130 years ago this journey was harrowing, it took a month by ox cart or more in some seasons. Before that, people walked and working dogs dragged along their portable houses. In that window of clarity my car, all of our cars, which we take for granted, are magic carpets.    


One such moment of clarity occurred this summer in Belcourt, North Dakota, on my home reservation where I went with my mother. I bought an apple in the grocery store. It was labeled Holland. The apple wasn't really from Holland, but it might as well have been. This apple appeared near the central Canadian Border in June -- it came from somewhere very, very far away. There are few places so remote that they do not get shipments of pesticide (petroleum) laced produce, fertilized (petroleum), harvested (petroleum) and shipped (petroleum) from a place equally mysterious and remote. The apple in my hand might as well have been tossed to the Turtle Mountains by a genie -- one created of a fabulously powerful substance accompanied by a deadly curse.

At our last bookstore meeting we talked as a group about what would make our work at Birchbark Books more meaningful. One of us said it would be great to enlarge our mission to include transitional thinking about how to strengthen local economies. The word "transitional" clicked with me. My windows of clarity, interspersed with bouts of magical thinking, included dread. Nobody likes to linger too long in a moment of clarity about climate change because it always ends in dread. Year by year I've tried to recycle, reduce, reuse. Still, the dread. And the word Collapse is enough to stop most thought. But the word Transition somehow pulled me out. Transition is not about dread, survivalist fear, a life of paranoia, hoarding guns and money and vacuum packed plastic barrels of grain. It is about producing our own energy and food, but in a joyous and meaningful way.


My mother's family gardened and canned and hunted all the food they ate only a generation ago, right there in the Turtle Mountains. My mother and father could still survive from their garden and orchard if they had too, even though they give most of what they grow away.

The Transition Handbook: From Oil Dependency to Local Resilience by Rob Hopkins, is a great place to start reading. I recommend it as a positive beginning -- I have worked my way backward into Lester R. Brown's World On The Edge, and John Michael Greer's The Wealth of Nature, and Original Instructions, edited by Melissa K. Nelson, all excellent. As soon as I read The Transition Handbook, however, I realized that in Minneapolis we have the makings of a great transition city. Here are signs:


One year ago our bookstore faced a sheet of asphalt. Kenwood School was paved to the foundation. Last year that asphalt (petroleum) was torn out and replaced with a garden as miraculous as that apple in the Turtle Mountains. It was planted by (genies) the parents of schoolchildren, tended by the children (naturally produced) as well as more (eternal motion machines) parents, teachers, and now is being harvested. At the start of school barbeque, parents took home produce, marveling at the freshness, exchanging recipes. One boy looked at the top of a carrot showing in the dirt and asked, shyly, "can I pull it out?"  He did, and walked away brushing his face dreamily with the soft carrot leaves.  "I never knew they had tops" he murmured.

A moment of clarity for that boy, maybe, and for me a reason to enlarge our bookstore's offerings to include a section on Green Thinking, Urban Homesteading, Climate Change, The Commons, Indigenous Gardening -- all of the topics that I'd love to deny but can't.  If we look over the sides of our magic carpets, we'll realize we're floating on thin air.  If it's all the same, I'd rather coast down or "power down" than drop.  But that requires living in that clarity, more reading, and taking action. 

Thanks to all of our supporters who keep Birchbark Books going here on 21st Street. Watch for Diane Wilson reading from Beloved Child. She not only writes beautifully, but she is the director of Dream of Wild Health, an Indigenous gardening project and an original partner of Birchbark Books.

Louise 



Comments
Greta Cosby commented on 06-Sep-2011 12:28 PM
Thank you for your interesting perspective on a growing problem. As the world population increases so does human consumption of petroleum products. Any effort we can make during a 'moment of clarity' is a step towards sane co-existence and survival of
the fittest.
Emily commented on 20-Sep-2011 05:37 PM
Beautiful Louise.
Nancy Brennan commented on 21-Sep-2011 03:42 PM
Thanks Louise - The concept "transitional" is still powerful, but easier to embrace. And thanks for the reminder that 130 years is such a short period of time for so much change. It makes me cherish our wild places that much more...
Steven Smith commented on 21-Sep-2011 05:02 PM
Thank you, Louise. Will our offspring 130 years hence be able to look at our existence today and marvel at the primitive lives we led? Will their windows of clarity lead them to celebrate the joy in their lives? Will we transition effectively enough that
they will have a world in which to live?
Anda Divine commented on 28-Sep-2011 08:14 AM
Lucid thinking and beautiful writing, as always, Louise. I grew up in South Minneapolis in the 1950s but have lived in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia for the past 10 years, in a small self-designed and -built passive solar log home. My winter heat
source is firewood from my own land and, because my house and appliances are highly energy efficient, my monthly electric bill is about $35. The benign climate here gives me an extra month of Spring and and extra month and a half of Fall every year, allowing
me to grow and preserve all the vegetables I need and have fresh greens year-round. I free-range my meat and egg chickens and buy pastured pork from my farmer neighbors. In the Fall I invite Hunters for the Hungry to harvest deer from my land, which provides
meat for local food pantries and home-bound elderly folks. My transition from petroleum-dependent city girl to this more self-sufficient way of life was not easy but has been enormously rewarding. I'm glad that Birchbark Books will be offering sustainability-oriented
books and I hope they sell well. Because there is no bookstore like yours where I live (near Roanoke, VA), I buy books online from you. Thank you for the good work you and your colleagues do.
Louise erdrich commented on 12-Oct-2011 06:17 PM
Thank you, everyone, for your comments. I'm so glad you took the time. Anda you have the perfect name for what you are doing. Thank you all for your support.
Zarkasi commented on 05-Mar-2012 08:23 AM
Actually, I wasn't talking about the Kindle, but ekboos in general. That's the thing- the Kindle is getting all the buzz right now, but ekboos were being sold in large numbers before the Kindle. I really think that as more devices come out, a platform
agnostic approach will become more and more viable. Sure the Kindle is big, mostly due to Stephen King and Oprah, but at the same time Average Joe reader cannot afford one. And that's were a powerful piece of software that actually takes advantage of the medium
could really make a killer power play here.But no one has really picked up the gauntlet yet. We're close with Adobe Digital Editions and Bookworm, but at the same time both of them are missing some key functionality. Once ekboos are truly portable, then you'll
see a perfect storm of acceptance.
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