This has been such a labor of love project and I'm so glad to have pushed through. I definitely had moments where I questioned this venture but today I have no regrets. As I begin my 30th trip around the sun I feel really alive and empowered. I'm more at ease within myself now than ever before and all things feel possible. I've been waiting for this moment, this feeling, for years.
This afternoon the father of a child at Gus's school is coming by to check the electric in our cellar, which on its own doesn't sound too very interesting, does it? But oh it is! In time Craig will be adding his pottery to the North Country Folkware shop, and the first step in that journey is preparing our old house to support a kiln. Little by little, piece by piece, we're coming together beautifully.
I am really absorbing lately that much like Rome, homesteads aren't built in a day. We don't come to the land fully aware of how we'll support ourselves and many things we have imagined must be laid to rest. It takes failures and fuck ups and slow going successes to really sync yourself to a new life rhythm. It takes open minds and hearts, and forgiveness, of ourselves and each other. It takes an overwhelming believing that life will be good, that a different way is possible.
And I believe, in all of it.