On why i never leave the land

My reasons for rarely wandering beyond the end of our 1/4 mile driveway:

It’s partially habit, and partially inspiration, and partially ease.

Really, Karin and Lauren and the folks living here are the most fun to hang with.

There are so many fun projects to do outside here, and the rest of the time I like lounging in the house eating, reading, singing, talking, net surfing…

I probably leave the property twice a week by bike, and three times a month by automobile. the fun part of the auto trips is buying supplies. the fun part of the bike excursions is seeing my other friends. There are many other minor features to my interior experience of outings. For one, the less I drive, the more violent it seems. And, in terms of visiting friends, I am am needing more and more “realness” and intimacy in my interactions with others. Currently, I have been experiencing dissatisfaction with some of my friendships in the neighborhood.

Tonight I am happily going to my NVC practice group. My practice with it is deepening, becoming more profound as I address my inner dialogues.

Lately, I have been working less outside on the land, more time in our house. Maybe from 30 hours a week down to 20? Karin even less.
Maybe the two intern positions have taken the pressure off my body to do it all.

Lauren got another horse. very sweet mare.

Three of our goats died. some favorites. pets and milkers. very sad for me. I experienced some sweet grief, and some hardening.

And on and on. My life is good.