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Dreaming A Community Sanctuary
I have this corner of my land that I think of as my Sanctuary. It’s about 3/4 an acre, mostly wooded with some open meadow-type space. There’s a composting potty, a big tent to get out of the rain, a fire circle, camp chairs and benches, 3 apples trees, nature books, and hammocks. It’s fenced in and home to 3 goats and 5 chickens. I like to hang out here gazing at the trees, playing with the bugs, identifying the birds, and shooing the goats away from trying to nibble my clothes. I’ve imagined this space as a crossroads where wild children and lazy grownups and unhindered nature can live…
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Dreaming of Community at The Wallow
The Wallow is what we call the land where I live with my extended family in two log houses plus have a couple of acres to play around with. We have done some gardening and some livestocking and some rewilding. But what I REALLY dream about is building community here by hosting meetups, events, workshops, and gatherings, leading to an interconnected web of friendship and reliance. I imagine us sharing primitive skills like fire-making and current survival skills like dumpster diving. I imagine us learning to make compost and trading eggs and honey. I imagine us having book clubs, debates, and round table discussions about anti-capitalist, anti-civilization topics. I imagine…
