wikipedia imageThe Maasai are a semi-nomadic people that began in the Nile Valley hundreds of years ago and now make their home in a large strip of land that extends from Kenya down into northern Tanzania. They are about 900,000 strong and have retained their ancient ways of sheep and cattle herding, and though they live amongst wild game they refuse to eat game or birds. What makes this tribe especially unique and even respected is that they are able to farm in desert and scrub land, where no one else has seemed to be successful.
photo of painting my son brought home from KenyaI get a strange kind of jealous feeling when I learn about people that perpetuate a traditional lifestyle. It is not that I particularly want to live that way, but it is a mysterious and amazing, and even beautiful, thing when old ways are preserved and the difficult path is chosen. The fact that these people probably feel like they are not making a choice- that it is just "the way", doesn't matter to me.
Does living harder refine us? Does planting and harvesting in a desert make the food more blessed? Do we need more trials? More time away from ease? Rhetorical questions, but ones to ask myself every now and then. To check in. To take inventory.