The act of putting into your mouth what the earth has grown is perhaps your most direct interaction with the earth.

Fear doesn't have to stop us.

Honest hope has an edge. It's messy. It requires that we let go of all pat answers, all preconceived formulas, all confidence that our sailing will be smooth. It's not a resting point. Honest hope is movement.

much agricultural land which might be growing food is being used instead to 'grow' money (in the form of coffee, tea, etc.).

That's what happened when my own life crumbled. The people who came into my life bolstered me to take more risks, to be even more true to myself.

In the late 1960s, there were alarming predictions that worldwide famine was around the corner. I wondered if humans had already lost the race, overrun the Earth's capacity. I let one question lead to the next, and unearthed information that would forever change my life: Not only is there enough food in the world to feed every man, woman, and child on Earth, there is enough to make us all chubby.

If we start with "limits" and a premise of scarcity and fear, it makes us fearful of each other, and that makes us vulnerable to anti-democratic systems.