Farmer John Writes: Let There Be Light, Said the Barn to the Farmer
I watched our main barn at Angelic Organics being built in the 50’s for our family dairy operation. It has gone through many transitions since then.
The barn has always seemed like my friend.
A barn is different from a human, but a barn is still a being; it is an individual. Like us, it has needs and capacities. It’s up to the farmer to interpret these needs and capacities and to help fulfill them.
One need of the barn that I have sensed over the years is for natural light in the north end of the hayloft. After many decades of being shrouded in the mystery of darkness, the loft has been yearning to be bathed in light.
Light—little shoots of life in the greenhouse reach towards the sun. Birds sing spring. Puddles dry. Rows of garlic push towards the sky. Spring arrives in luminescence, making it possible for us to grow food.
The world mood has viraled dark. Hugging is questionable, churchgoing is prohibited, dining out is forbidden, the markets are crashing.
Let us not forget the eternal promise of spring, of light offering to shine wherever we let it in.
Humanity is currently fostering and enduring the darkness of fright.
Here is a story of how, last week, we filled our barn with light.
Friends, there is always light. We can choose where and how we let it shine.