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About Us

Thornton Family Farms

Our Farm

Sustainable Farming Since 2020

Welcome to Thornton Family Farms, a small, family-owned farm based in Creswell, Oregon. We believe in "we get out what we put in" and so we only believe in feeding the best and allowing the best so that we get the best. Our farm specializes in selling high-quality cattle, swine, fowl, and crops. We have been providing the local community with premium products since 2020.


Our mission is to offer top-notch products for local delivery, ensuring that our customers have access to the freshest and most flavorful foods. By prioritizing ethical and responsible farming, we aim to make a positive impact on the environment and the well-being of our animals.


Our family has been farming for four generations and take pride in our old-style farming and natural practices; no hormones or antibiotics, no nitrites or nitrates, and most importantly Pasture Born and Pasture Raised.

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At Thornton Family Farms, we take pride in our heritage and the tradition of delivering exceptional meats to our customers. We invite you to explore our farm, learn about our values, and discover the difference that quality, care, and dedication can make in every bite.

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Our Journey

A Commitment to Quality

At Thornton Family Farms, we are more than just a local family farm – we are a community dedicated to sustainable farming and providing the finest meats to our customers. Our journey began with a passion for maintaining the legacy of our land and ensuring that future generations can enjoy the bounties it offers.
We take great pride in our farming practices, prioritizing the well-being of our animals and the land. As a family-owned business, we are committed to transparency, integrity, and delivering products that reflect our values.
Our story is one of dedication, hard work, and a deep-rooted connection to the land. We invite you to join us on this journey, learn about our sustainable approach, and experience the taste of authentic, locally sourced foods.

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What We Stand For

Deep down we know it's true. This isn't just about cell towers, or vaccines, or Epstein, or Roundup or greedy corporations or bad science. They've pulled us so far from the rhythms of the Earth that we've forgotten we ARE the Earth.

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But here's what we know. We are not helpless. Not even close. The moment we remember that we're made of sunlight and soil and sound and cycles, we start to turn the tide. We don't have to burn it all down to fight back. We start by coming home to our body. To the Earth. To the ancient ways that never needed a charger or a software update.

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Start your mornings outside. Get your bare feet on the ground even if it's just for five minutes. Let the sunlight hit your naked eyes before you ever look at a screen. That morning light is medicine. It tells your body it's safe. It sets your hormones right. It feeds your mitochondria and clears your head.

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Want to know how we can fight back?

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Turn off your Wi-Fi at night. Unplug the smart junk. You don't need your fridge talking to the internet. You don't need Bluetooth in your pillow. You need quiet. You need dark. You need stillness when you sleep. That's when your body does its holy repair work. Let it. Give it the chance.

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Eat real food. Wild if you can. Simple. Unprocessed. Foods that don't come with labels or barcodes. That aren't grown with glyphosate and haven't been tampered with, genetically. Drink clean water, not the stuff in plastic bottles, or coming from your tap. Get a filter if you need to. You are water, and your water is killing you, numbing you, making you sick.

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Throw away your Tide. Your Crest. The air fresheners. The fabric softeners. The chemical soaps, shampoos, lotions, cleaners. They are toxic. They poison your body every single day. Your skin is the largest organ. It drinks in whatever you put on it. If it's poison, and most of it is, it's poisoning you.

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Fast sometimes. It gives your system the rest it's been begging for. Let the body burn through the gunk they've piled on us... and that we have willingly consumed. Fasting is how we empty out what doesn't belong and make space for light to come in.

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Build your house like a sanctuary. Use wood and stone and cotton and plants. Bring back incandescent bulbs. And candles. Wrap yourself in wool, cotton, silk, linen, and hemp, and that don't buzz and disrupt your electromagnetic field, like nylon, rayon, polyester and the other plastics do.

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Play music. In 432. Sing. Out of tune is fine. Hum. It resets your vagal nerve and calms you down. 

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Dance barefoot on the kitchen floor... Or better yet, barefoot in the grass!

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These are not silly things. They're how we recalibrate the field. Your field. The collective field.

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Talk to your neighbors. Teach your kids. Share what you know with gentleness, not fear. The fear is theirs. They want us divided and panicked. But when we speak with love and clarity and calm, it cuts through the fog like a tuning fork. Be that tuning fork.

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And don't forget to laugh and cry and pray and rest. And look around and be grateful for all of the things you've taken for granted. All of it heals. All of it builds your frequency. When you're in coherence, your body becomes a signal they can't jam. Your cells remember how to sing. It's biology, man! It's physics! That's REAL power!

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Yeah, they've rigged the game. But we don't have to play. We make our own game now. One rooted in Earth, the earth's food, light, breath, rhythm, love, and truth.

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And the best part? It's already inside us! It's already around us. Our mother is waiting with open arms, ready to support us, to provide for us. She is yearning to connect. She welcomes the prodigal son home.

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Let's walk it together, barefoot and fierce. Let's plant gardens and share our harvest. It's time for you, for me, to remember our power. It's time to step into our roles as creators. It's time for us to turn on our light. As I learned by living in the south for a lot of years, when I flipped on the shed light, the roaches would scatter! Darkness has no safety in light.

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We came here for this time, beautiful souls.

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Stand up.​

Unite.

And most of all...

Turn on your light and LOVE!

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Welcome to our New Earth! It's ours to create!

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Words created by Mona-Michelle

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Creswell, OR 97426

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