My dream: a community powered life
Yesterday as I was riding home from work, sweaty and exhausted from the many hills in our city, I was tempted to think “What the hell am I doing?!”. I had worked all morning, Freddy was in the shop (headset issues again) and Big Girl was so cumbersome with a full pannier and myself on it, plus the wind was fierce and seemed determined to keep me at a snails pace.
Then I realized that I am walking the walk (Or biking the walk?) when it comes to transportation. My biking harms little, damages nothing and truly cares for my city. If I need to get somewhere it is dependent only upon me to make it happen; no gas companies or struggling company in Detroit, just me.
This got me thinking that I am getting closer to my real dream: to live a community powered life. A life where my food is grown locally, my transportation is me-powered, my entertainment is in small, locally owned theaters and venues, my beer is bottled nearby and my morning coffee is roasted mere miles from my house. Some of these are a reality for me, and others a hope, but all are getting closer and more real.
I understand that we must get things from afar, be that another country or another state, but I want less of that and more of my community in the things that I consume or enjoy.
Funny what a little bike ride gets you thinking, isn’t it?