‘the softness of bread and weather’

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A man filled with the gladness of living
Put his keys on the table,
Put flowers in a copper bowl there.
He put his eggs and milk on the table.
He put there the light that came in through the window,
Sounds of a bicycle, sound of a spinning wheel.
The softness of bread and weather he put there.

Extract from Table 

from the Turkish of Edip Cansever

The Many Meanings of Bread & Weather

The Words Stood Out

The extract above of a poem by the Turkish poet, Edip Cansaver is where these words originated. They stuck in my head because I liked the sound of them. I decided to use them as a name before I really knew why.

A few weeks later, watching a David Attenborough documentary, I realised why they fit perfectly into what I was doing.

The connection is explained (to the best of my ability) in the next two sections.

You can read the full poem here

Responsibility to ourselves, each other, and our planet

We need healthy soil to grow food (bread). We need a stable climate to live in (weather). Without those, we have nothing.

This is why I use all natural ingredients and strive to one day be fully organic.

Candles and soap might seem frivolous in the face of big things like climate stability. But we cannot take care of our planet if we don’t first take care of ourselves. Lighting a candle in the evening or taking the time to wash our faces every day, are the things that restore us, so we can do our best work, and take care of each other and our planet.

Bread & Weather ˜ ‘food & shelter’

We need basic things to survive as human beings. Food and shelter. But because we are human we make them beautiful. We take the time to decorate our shelter. We make thousands of different kinds of bread, pastries and cakes from one ingredient. We make bathing a ritual with scents, lotions and potions. We take the time to sit and read a poem in the afternoon.

These small things are just as important as the big things. This aspect of the name helps keep me focused on doing the best work I possibly can. Even if it feels small or inconsequential. The big things are made up of infinite small things.