Last week we were camping with a group of families who come together every year to celebrate midsummer, we have joined them for the last three years. Each time I come home and ponder over this wonderful community that I immerse myself in for a few days each year.
Whenever I watch or read about communities or tribes who live simple lives with lots of other families, sharing the tasks required to raise their families and sustain their lives I wish I had been born into their lives. I cannot fathom why my society feels that this way of life is somehow backward, primitive and worthy of the label second or third world. Looking at this way of life from our own is to do so through the wrong kind of eyes.