The Color of the Earth 001. When I'm out picking wild dewberries, many thoughts come to mind. The first being that I don't want to harvest too much; taking into account the mindset of "I never have enough" or "more, more, more!" which I believe can complicate our relationship with the natural world. On the other hand, something I have grown to appreciate is how rhythmic, in-tune, and harmonious plants are. For example, not all dewberries are fully ripe at the same time, and some dewberries have already been harvested by smalls bugs/animals and are thus inedible. I believe that this is how the natural world keeps us in balance with the plants, animals, and seasons happening around us; by telling us "no" when we want to take more than we need. I love the natural course of give, and take, and wait that happens between all living beings existing in nature. I find it very self-balancing. It is a natural rhythm that I believe each and every one of us has the potential to tune into. I feel this natural rhythm when I see small bugs/animals eating my favorite berries that I also call food. I even feel this natural rhythm when I quickly harvest the most perfect, hard-to-reach berries - knowing that a snake could be hiding nearby in it's little home. It is within these moments that I clearly see my place in the natural world. Humans. Bugs/Animals. Plants. Sun. Dirt. Water. Air. Flowers. Grassy hills. None are above the other, + all must move in harmony with the rest. I believe that by tuning into the natural rhythm of the world, we get a chance to see that truth so clearly.
The Tulsa Race Massacre. May 31-June 1, 1921. The destruction of 600 businesses and 35 blocks of life, community, + pride. 300 deaths. 800 injuries. $31 million in damage (by today's rates). 21 churches, 21 restaurants, 30 grocery stores and two movie theaters, plus a hospital, a bank, a post office, schools, and a bus system. Burned to the ground in 24 hours.
The energy. The unrest. The families. The lives. The happiness. The destruction. Just walk down Greenwood District and I swear you can feel it all. Today is May 31st, 2018. It has been 97 years. These are the entrepreneurs who inspire me and that I believe can inspire others too. With few resources - these entrepreneurs created a life for themselves and so many others. They designed a community built on pillars of love and care and opportunity. I have so much respect for Oklahoma's Black Wall Street. I do wonder what life would be like today for all of us if it were still here.