Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Dear Friends

A moment of gratitude from The Conscious Shopper


Ever since I made my life a darker shade of green, stepping outside of my home has turned into an adventure - especially during the holiday season. There are the malls and the crowds and the enticements to buy. There's the talk of sales and deals and stuff and more stuff.

Sometimes it feels like I'm lost in a foreign country. I try asking for directions, but nobody understands anything I'm saying. And the worst part is that I can understand some of their language, but I don't know how to talk back.

Sometimes it feels like I'm an alien from another planet. Everything is strange and interesting and a little bit enticing, but very very different from home and I don't quite fit in.

Sometimes it feels like I'm a scientist, analyzing labels with a magnifying glass, designing experiments between different products, carefully weighing every option.

Sometimes it feels like I'm at a rock concert. The music is blaring, and the bass is pumping, and the lighters are waving, and the people are dancing. But it's a band I really, really don't like.

Sometimes it feels like I'm out in a thunderstorm. I've got on my raincoat and my galoshes and I'm carrying an umbrella. And everyone else is walking around in bathing suits.

Sometimes it feels like I'm a teacher who has come to class unprepared. The students keep asking me questions as if I'm an expert, and I stumble through the answers but feel that my knowledge is woefully inadequate.

Sometimes it feels like I'm stuck in that dream where you go to work but you've forgotten to put on pants. And everyone just keeps staring and pointing and laughing.

Sometimes it feels lonely.

But at night, I return home from those adventures and begin scrolling through my Google Reader. And I see that there are others who speak my language. There are other label readers. There are others who are struggling with being the resident expert. There are even others who feel like they're walking around with no pants on. And I remember that I'm not alone.

Dear Friends of the Greenosphere, you were one of the leaves on our gratitude tree this year, and I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you. I am so very, very grateful for your daily reminders that I'm not alone.

10 comments:

innermonologueofamadwoman said...

I think that this is probably the best-worded picture of what it feels like to live differently. Thanks for this. You captured my sentiments exactly:).

Green Bean said...

Perfect post for this season of holiday craziness and Copenhagen.

kale for sale said...

I will return to read this again. Beautiful. Thank you.

Elizabeth B said...

This is lovely. Thank you!

wildfleur said...

Thanks for writing this and being a part of this blog!

The 4 Bushel Farmgal said...

This is exactly why so many of us (readers) keep coming back - we're on the same wave length as you and your fellow Phone Boothers.
Thanks for being there!

panamamama said...

Thanks for expressing how I feel so perfectly! Thank you!

Adam Shake said...

Very well done, and very well put. I've added you to MY reader and will be coming back for more!

Adam Shake

Simple Earth Media and Twilight Earth.

Jessica Nichols said...

What a great post! I had one of these moments last night at my local grocery store. I thought to myself, instead of being frustrated by their lack of sustainable meat, maybe I could request it and maybe if enough people do, they will start carrying it. Well gosh if I didn't get the rudest response. First, "our other location has grass-fed beef" and I said but they're three towns away, you're down the street. Can you guys carry it too?" Blank stare. Firm, "NO." I walked away in defeat. But then I read this post and feel all better!

Erin aka Conscious Shopper said...

@Jess - So frustrating! I'm glad this post brought a little brightness to your day.

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