We visited Yarrow Ecovillage on a typical west coast rainy winter day and the community, like the bees, were huddled away in the hive. The diverse handful of people we did meet were everything from retirees who are busier than ever, to a young family who happened to be alumni of the same small college in Michigan as us!
Emma is a self-proclaimed introvert and regardless she described feeling like she just needed to say hello when she saw us leaving after our tour. We are very grateful she did! We now have friends in Yarrow. We met up with her and her husband Shane and their 6 month old son for coffee and it was a joy to find people that we could connect with so easily. We’re realizing that the people we meet are going to be the key to feeling (potentially) at home in each place we visit. We were able to connect quickly and talk about real things (like the challenge of economic diversity in an ecovillage that naturally has a high price tag) and they also gave us great insight into local life – like how they walk to the river and have community picnics in the summer, the good fishing nearby, and we shared laughs over the joys of raising chickens. Here’s a little recap of our experience and reflections on Yarrow Ecovillage:
If I were to ask my family, peers, and colleagues about their version of the ideal life. I think many answers would sound something like this:
“I want to get to a place where I do not have to worry about money.”
I am pretty confident this is a common sentiment because this is has been my relationship to money for most of my life. I don’t think that I can say that anymore. Here is why: Continue reading “Rich to Poor in 24 hours”
While we’re looking for a place to put down roots, access to nature keeps coming up as an important piece for us. We want Camille to have spaces that feel wild and that she feels like she has independence and yet respect for a big world. She already seems to have an instinctual affinity for the natural world – pinecones and other treasures hold her attention much longer than bright toys.
I wouldn’t call myself exceptionally outdoorsy but I like do like to get outside. I really enjoy camping, climbing, snorkeling, and getting fresh air among other things. And I find God in creation. But what if I just don’t like nature that much? What if I’m a homebody who prefers to be indoors, warm, kind of clean, and buffered against what is natural? These are some of my fears as we look for a place to put down roots and we talk about our values for our future and our daughter. I recently read a book called Twelve by Twelve, about a normal guy who moves out of New York City and lives off grid instead. This summary doesn’t do the book justice but he discovers the ability to be more in harmony with God and the environment. This quote stuck out to me: Continue reading “What if I just don’t like Nature?”
In just ten days, we leave the foothills of northern Thailand for the west coast of Canada where we’ll spend nine weeks exploring and testing out whether it’s a place we’d want to put down roots in the future. And between now and then, we have two trips planned! Although I know we brought this on ourselves, I have a low level anxiety humming in my body since yesterday – the first day of March. We have laid plans, booked flights, and mapped our our time in such a way that most things will just happen to us if we ride the current but still I fret about being prepared, about how it will all go, about whether or not I’m forgetting something major. WAIT DO WE HAVE OUR PASSPORTS?? Continue reading “Hello Canada?”
This time in Thailand for us is all about experimentation. There’s roominess here – we have affordable childcare, flexible work schedules and are living on a few beautiful acres of orchard not our own. There’s less accountability and less personal investment than we want to have in the future, but for now, we’re hoping to use this time for a bit of trial and error.
So on that note, I found a small farm in our area that delivers raw milk. We don’t typically drink cows milk and haven’t for many years. So why would I want 5 gallons of raw milk delivered to our door? Continue reading “We’ve Got Cream Cheese!”