Thursday, September 26, 2013

Living in a modern cave

Emma is a mover and doer. She takes everything in, processes and acts. She came that way when she was born fourteen months ago. On the other hand, her brother has been content to sit with a toy, looking it over then chewing on it for a bit. Two babies born together yet so different.

Definition from Archaeology, Hunters and Gatherers:  To state it simply, hunter-gatherers hunt game and collect plant foods (called foraging) rather than grow or tend crops. Hunter gatherers is the term used by anthropologists to describe a specific kind of lifestyle, that of all human beings until the invention of agriculture about 8000 years ago.

We were farmers. Dad taught me to be a hunter and a gatherer in a different sense. He taught me to look beyond what the eye captured to find true treasures in the beauty around me. He taught me about the fish we caught, the nature and the sound of a pebble dropped into a crawdad hole. He taught me that there is much more to life than that which we casually observe. As a child, I gathered bits and pieces of nature that caught my eye. I gathered bunnies, puppies, kittens and lambs. Dad was a farmer who grew his own food, yet he saw much more in this place where he toiled.

In a conversation with my sister June, I discovered a bit about myself. I love the hunt. I get a thrill when I walk into an antique store or attend an auction. Shopping for something specific becomes an adventure. Trying to come up with new ideas to help my grandchildren learn takes on the feel of the hunt. "You gather people," my sister said. People? Hm. I guess maybe I do. I love people. So many people and so little time to get to know as many as I can. Wow, I am a hunter and gatherer.

Perhaps the most difficult part of being one such person is that I must realize that not everyone is not like me. Not everyone has that enthusiasm to hunt and gather. We all see things differently, a different prospective. Truly, it is a part of our nature. That thing that makes us tick when we take that first breath. Learning to accept the differences is the challenge of life.

The twins have grown into a new phase. Emma is always on the go climbing and running from one thing to another, while her brother sits with cars and trucks, spinning the wheels and checking over the underside as well as the top of each vehicle. Each of us comes with something in our genes that calls to us throughout our lives whether we recognize it or not. It calls. I don't know what I was like as a toddler but have a feeling that I was much like Nolan analyzing and playing in a world of imagination and adventure.

I am a hunter and gatherer living in a modern cave.

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