Food as Our Story
When we are blessed with our choice of meals and plating, we scarcely consider from whence it came. By all means, we understand that the furious hands of a chef must be behind it all, but do we know the "where" of our meals?
A Story of Scotland
To be sure, the castles and rudiments that humanity has carved and placed on islands, around the lochs, and overlooking the harbours and glens have their mysteries.
The Look
These moments serve as not-so-subtle reminders that what we’re saying or embarking on is perhaps not a sustainable outcome for our well-being. It’s almost like these look-givers know something, feel something, and embody something we should be paying attention to.
The Reality of the Situation
Perhaps when we’re willing to admit that shit happens, we’ll be ready to tackle the next cycle of our societies, governments, and institutions and influence the outcomes we so desperately want.
Decisions, Decisions
We take for granted the daily choices we have to make. We go to sleep, wake up, pee, and eat something for breakfast. Perhaps we choose coffee over tea, milk over water, or banana instead of cereal.
I Have Thoughts
When we attempt to control people, things, events, and moments outside our reasonable locus of responsibility or action, we expend precious energy that becomes brutally difficult to reclaim.
Bridges
Bridges create a sanctioned trespass, a shift of place and provenance from here to there. It’s permission to be in another world, another location, another space apart from where you once were.
