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Main Entry: dig in
Function: verb
Date: 1827
transitive verb
1: to cover or incorporate by burying [dig in compost]
2: to establish in a dug defensive position [the platoon was well dug in]
intransitive verb
1: to establish a defensive position especially by digging trenches
2 a: to go resolutely to work b: to begin eating
3: to hold stubbornly to a position
4: to scuff the ground for better footing while batting (as in baseball)
— dig in one's heels
: to take or persist in an uncompromising position or attitude despite opposition
Here we find out what we're made of. First, it's what we eat. Second, it's what we love. Third, it's what we do. It's what we hear and touch and see. It's what we build, with our minds and with our hands. It's what we play and sing. It's what we want.
We're working to find a way of living, and living to find a way of working which can sustain us, our souls and bellies, our parents and children, and the land that is all which holds us. We shall be resourceful. We shall make due. We shall overcome. Just kidding. But we might kick ass. And we'll probably have to, in the years ahead. We're here to protect and serve that which is sacred and real, from the dirt in our toenails to the stars in our eyes. We're here for a short time, to see what we can learn.
The most important thing you could ever do is to choose a place and dig in. - Pete Seeger
5 comments:
I am amazed by your persistence.
Completely unrelated, do you like Dar Williams?
this is a beautiful post... the words, what they represent, have been in my mind's eye since i first read them. it feels like a meditation... thanks
Hello to the both of you...Sorry I missed joining you at MIA on Sunday. It would have been good to connect.
A meditation, yes, and an incantation, a lullaby, an embrace, medicine, more... I was held by starry skies, with the breath of summer wind on my neck and light all around me; I wandered at sundown, knee-deep in fields flush with wildflowers, their shamelessly irresponsible color bleeding into my eyes and my heart while wayward daisies grabbed my toes... These are magic spells of the highest order, indeed. There's nowhere on Earth like it, at Solstice. Let's gather there together, again, next year.
Re: Dar Williams, yes, I like her pretty well. I'm not very familiar with her music but her heart and mind (and often her voice) have impressed me, if not always her songs. I could hear more.
Love and thanks for being here, as always.
JB...what do you mean by "persistence"?
there was a reason I didn't ask that.
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