For historical purposes, we’re listing our older events, in the interest of transparency, dialogue and rampant joy! This is the second post in the series.
The Transition SFV was formed at the urging of Bruce Woodside in September 2009 (after a few weeks of e-mailing back and forth). We met every couple of weeks, plotting and planning and laughing and getting to know each other before, slowly, things started to emerge.
From January to March, we came out, ideas ablazing. a total of six meeting were proposed and executed: the C-Realm Salon, Mead-Making, The Future is About Resilience, Intro to Transition, Transitioning in Place part 1 and Transitioning in Place part 2.
Then, hot on its heels came Cycle II and we came out to meet the public — you! And we were very happy to meet you.
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For historical purposes, we’re going to start listing our older events, in the interest of transparency, dialogue and… well… fun!
The Transition SFV was formed at the urging of Bruce Woodside in September 2009 (after a few weeks of e-mailing back and forth). We met every couple of weeks, plotting and planning and laughing and getting to know each other before, slowly, things started to emerge…
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This place is like a garden! A garden given to us by God…
I’m paraphrasing — fictionalizing — a story I heard several times from members of the Tataviam tribe who live here, in the San Fernando Valley, in the place we call home. It’s the first words uttered by the Spanish upon coming to this place, expressing their astonishment at not only the bounty they could see but its seemingly innate organization. It reminded them so strongly of the beautiful gardens they had left back home in Spain and they came to the only conclusion they could; that God had created, here, a paradisical garden on Earth.
Only it wasn’t God who created it.
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“The future with less oil could be better than the present, but only if we engage in designing this Transition with creativity and imagination. “
–Rob Hopkins, co-founder,
Transition Network movement
Here’s a dream that Don had, which I’ve embellished a bit with thoughts running through my head because I once had a dream like this too…
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The time isn’t now, but it may not be too far from now, and I’m walking through the Valley. Something’s changed. It’s not in the houses, though they’re very different; or in the roads, which lack autos; or in the air, which just feels easier to breathe; or in the sometimes silent, reverent hush that falls over everything. It’s in the people I’m going to visit.
They’re planning on re-developing a piece of land we all know about — a real wreck of a neighborhood that was lost in a quake or abandoned by its tenants or burned in a fire that got out of control. One of the old places that hasn’t been re-done because our time was spent in other places that equally needed attention.
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