2017: Let’s Do This, For Realz
So, we are in a new year. This is typically the annoying time of year that people pride themselves in the better person they will strive to be over the coming year. Well, I’m absolutely not going to ramble on about my new year’s resolutions to be a better person. I work on that daily. It’s a constant resolution, an ongoing struggle that has glimpses of light, and of the glowing superwoman I could be. And then, like clockwork: 5 pm rolls around, and superwoman collapses into a pit of chaos and family disintegration. But each early morning is a new opportunity to resolve. And that resolve has brought me peace and intention.
I’ve come to realize that my success lies in the ability to strive for attainable goals. To focus on a scale that has less hyperbole, and more authenticity. Focusing on the projects and the checklists gives me purpose that is feasible. I’m starting a farm this year, and that is a big f’ing deal. The ultimate project. So my goals for the year have to go beyond generic resolutions. They are intentions. They are the scary ambitions I can’t put off for lack of time or motivation. They are the oppressive fiscal leaps we are taking. They are the intimidating accountabilities I will hold to my family, friends, and community. But they are also the profound sighs of relief, the warmth of the sun beating down on my neck, the joy of girls seeing me dirty, tired, and fulfilled. And they are the delight in the food I will nurture and provide.
And so it starts: planning for the season at Mountain Song Farms. The first season. The first customers. The first crops. And I’m scared shitless.
In my last post, I wrote about failure. And while I came out of last year stronger, more resilient, calmer, and taller, I also came out a little beat up and scarred. I pushed myself to a limit that I wasn’t even aware was an option. And I hadn’t even really started my business yet. I gave 176% of myself to the community garden and its success. But in that little remnant of what was left of my passion and self-care, I was able to grow. I nurtured relationships and partnerships to pave the way for my own development and achievement.
And yet, I have a feeling that I don’t even know the true meaning of failure yet. But I think I’m better equipped to deal with it than I ever have been. Whether that comes from my in-depth experiences, or the joy and realization of living my passion, or the love and relationships that nurture and strengthen me, I’m ready for it.
And I’m doing this for so much more than me. I do this in honor of my daughters. I do this in honor of women everywhere. And I do this for the people who believe in me. I don’t take this opportunity lightly. I cherish the pain I endure, for it makes me stronger. I embrace the fear, for it makes me less timid. I honor the journey and the intention, for it has made and will continue to make me better. I am better for farming. I am better for believing that I can.
So take this journey with me. Laugh at my mistakes (kindly, please). Sympathize with my struggles and my intimidations. Support me as I learn about the craft and about myself. And appreciate that this woman is crazy enough to take this journey, and also to take you along for the ride…
So, let’s get to business… This year, I will be opening my farm share program. And while it will be small (manageably small) it is something. We will also host an event we are naming Farm Fridays. These events will be hosted throughout the summer, where farm share members will pick up their goodies, and the rest of the community can come enjoy the small beginnings of the farm, picking up some produce while here, enjoying the views, the conversation, family life, and maybe a beverage. Lord knows by Friday, I could definitely use a beverage.
So, you, my loyal reader, can march yourself right over to my website: www.mountainsongfarms.com and sign up for my newsletter. This newsletter will be shorter and less personal, and there will be much less swearing. But it will be a way to keep up on the weekly (Jesus, who am I kidding – monthly?) goings-on at the farm.
The website will also have a link to sign up for more info about the Farm Share. While I’m limiting the program to a few families this year, I will have produce for sale on Fridays, and also will be selling my nursery starts this spring and fall. It’s good to start small, right? So, let’s do this.