First Nation Cafe

She loved our First Nation Cafe from the primal blessed moment just before she first could not yet think of this cooperatively-owned communal place. As other than some sacred space She has liturgically revisited and faithfully communed each starlight night within secular developing Right hand prominent wombs. It felt right and left good that everyone she saw blending local grown organic juices fueled by fresh air-turbine bikes pedaled by consumers drinking juice from outside community cooperative garden beds fertile through compost from FairShare coffee grounds brewed right there All cooperatively honeyed pollinated owned and self-managed by those who blend nurturing waters fueling healthy blood heart and mind and embodied by those who heart pump the bikes and therapeutically mind step the hydro-milling anthemed steppers and build green capturing solar panels outside and sing and dance and improvise farming and gardening and incubation networks tell bold new creation love stories share organically resilient skill sets cook and preserve local nutrition harvests design and play WinWin on-line and off-line deep learning green-STEM Games. This First Nation Cafe re-creation place feels like cooperative organic network space for liberally loving ecoconsumers and ego-conserving health producers to ecoschool and ecovillage eco/theo-logical after school and on through each vespered late night regeneration candle lit inside star lit campfire outside nights of lovely ultra-violent FullMoon through NewMoon full-shadowed integrity of water-bears and their synergetic spear-carriers. He lived this First Nation Cafe from primal blessed first cooperative moment just before she first could not yet charge intuition for this cooperatively-owned communal place of mutual Wonder.