My friend recently promoting himself as a Conscious Carpenter. In thinking about his position since then I have come to understand that being conscious about the work that I am doing does not finish at the end of my day. Every piece of wood I use, every nail I drive, glue I apply came from somewhere. And all of these things will go somewhere in the future.
I was talking with an old logger the other day and he talked about treating the trees with respect. Now he was not a small time logger but he saw value in having people (not huge feller buncher machines) working the wood, walking the trees, showing respect to each of the fallen giants.
I understand being a conscious builder is responsible for the beginning and the end of everything I make, being respectful of every person and piece of puzzle that forms the beautiful things I like to build.
