The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.
As I write, I realize I am unsure of how to articulate my thoughts from the last 6 months. I have been divinely guided in directions I couldn’t have imagined a year ago.
As I struggled to reinvent myself my world shifted and changed taking me with it. I have not traveled this journey alone. My true love has been down walking beside me.
Our plans to leave everything behind for lands unknown have been put on hold to allow us to soften and grow in our own personal world view.
Summer brought us incredible joy, learning, and personal discovery. Many potlucks, dinners with friends, quiet times of contemplation and most of all our journey into Permaculture.
Last spring I took an introductory course from Verge Permaculture, I went home that night and knew in my heart that I had found my calling. I immediately signed up for my Permaculture Design Certificate and started reading everything I could get my hands on, attending workshops, talks and most of all applying the principles to my own life. Actually I’m pretty obsessed. My kids roll their eyes when I start the composting chats, and the ongoing roll call of vegetables harvested that week. The most valuable lesson I have learned is how important it is to have a sense of community. This summer has given us the opportunity to use our home to do just that.
This fall I am heading back to my clay studio with renewed vigor and excitement. Many ideas on the table, wet pots, clay ovenware, mixed media……. any whatever else inspires me.
As the season changes we settle in, content and full.