The Way Through is Together

Many of us joke about it.

“Let’s sell everything , buy land and build a homestead next to our friends.”

A dream and an ideal.
Visions of soup making amongst sisters.
Hunting for food amongst brothers.

Children laughing, free.
Frolicking in nature.
Maybe even the adults too.

A subtle longing that pulls.
Like a remembrance.
We were never meant to be this apart.

We’d have to get over ourselves.
Relearn how to relate.
Move beyond the pretty and communicate.

We’d use less screens.
Have more time.
Enjoying the moments and hearing the birds.

Sovereignty over Self.
Over Food. Home. Education.
Ease of Life.

For surely when united, the loads lighten.
Everyone has a role.
Weaving a never before seen tapestry.

A tapestry of community and support.
Each one with a gift, an offering,
An essence to be shared.

Life was meant to be lived wasn’t it?
Tasted. Felt. Absorbed.
This one wild and precious Life.

Richer when experienced Together.

Will we be crazy enough to answer The Call?