Everything is a part of a whole and giants

Looking for virtual anonymity finding pockets to breathe.  Closing our eyelids around galaxies almost getting there.

Underwater pitching riding waves together, screaming our joy and fear of too much,

hearing it together

and screaming our trust. Go giving not searching or you'll not see what you want.  But you were you with out me and that's where we give from.  Even when damn I'm trying to believe in me is what gets us shaebing.

It hurt then; we were growing stronger.  Our heart muscles burned from the exertion of trying and trying again.  We practiced hugging ourselves better, though our thoughts lingered on holding each other. 

We grew for people's bellies as we ourselves became giants, hoping it would all just slow down.  Bent, releasing what we thought necessary for the sake of a good stretch, creating space in our new cloud castle.  Welcoming whatever face shows up on the page of the next chapter.

Leaving without going anywhere

staying and being anywhere, everywhere else.  

I know what you meant!  We come from giants!  We live on giants!  The giant is our swollen potential!  We are becoming giants again, and returning love to everything, everywhere, always.

Inching toward infinity, we ride the sunset.  (Jesus was an anarchist and we all come from the sun.)

Everything, everywhere, always love.  Love everything, everywhere, always.

KeRDieekrDAAD May 12 2012

The next move

The Loki crew talked a lot yesterday (and will continue the dialogue today) with each other and Jared, our host here, about our ideas and plans for what happens next.  Things are moving along well here at Snaggy Mountain, but Jared needs space to invite more WWOOFers to rotate through and work with him throughout the summer.  As for us, our quest for the right space and community for our personal visions of home to take shape.  The conversation resulted in a rough plan, which we will be fine-tuning over the next week, to get as far as we possibly can on the conversion to a veggie-oil system in the next month.  We will be looking for a new destination to aim for by mid-June.

To Do List!

1.  Set up a kickstarter page to raise money for the conversion.  We are looking at about 1,000 dollars, including transportation to and from the local scrapyards and Asheville, parts, and potentially labor if we find any mechanical work we cannot accomplish ourselves.  We will be working out the estimate more specifically in the next few days once we:

2.  Phone calls to the list of mechanics, conversion-graduates, and bus people; compile research and figures.

3. Field trips to scrap-yards with our neighbor Gwyn, who converted her schoolbus Elsie herself, look for parts.

4.  Help Jared get the rest of the apple trees, potatoes, and herbs in the ground.

5.  Jackie is finishing her last few commissions and make a trip to the post office! Woohoo!

6.  Network in the area, see if the next destination is a farm in these parts, or back to Asheville, or somewhere in the wide world!

7.  Build dining table and:

8.  Plan and throw a Welcome to Snaggy Mountain dinner for all the amazing people we've gotten to know in the community.

Welcome to Snaggy Mountain! Phototour

 Max and Jack built a mailbox so you can send us letters!

156 Joe Young Rd.

Burnsville, NC

28714

 

 

walking up the drive to the Bus Stop, you pass the lower barn and our neighbor Gwyn and her yellow bus Elsie

our front yard...a breakfast gathering around the fire pit Max built, Kaley doing dishes at the dish station she and Jeff set up.

 

Jack painted on a table she found in the barn, and Max made a chandelier out of bike parts and some pretty jars he found in a barn

 

Jeff the Baller.

 

Rabbit made the back deck of the trailer beautiful with some vines and fallen branches

 

Max and Jack built the outhouse for the composting toilet.  Saloon doors so you can feel like a cowboy :-)

 

This is Max's scarecrow friend.  He protects the blueberries and strawberries up in the field.

 

 The other day, Jackie let Brit go to town with the scissors before she shaved her hair off.   

 The good life. (Dogs, wine and basketball)

Snaggy Mountain Mornings

 

I wake up on the ridge under some mosquito netting to a burning pink sunrise over blue mountains.  Hang up my sleeping sack, zip up my bag, and hike down to the farm. Cow paths, dodging thorns and patties all the way down the hills.  Fried eggs and taters, oatmeal, and coffee over a breakfast fire next to Loki.  Joined by Max and Rabbit and Brad.  All I need to do today is paint and photograph this place for our family that isn't here to see it.  I think the others will be weeding up in the field.  If the tractor comes today we can plant the potatoes.  Our big dreams are fulfilled through simple purposes these days. We have space to dance.  Lots of light, clear minds, happy bus crew.

Snaggy Mountain Magic

So here we are, helping our new brother Jared bring his farm and visions of community into the world, finding our rhythms and purposes out of utter freedom and all the space we could ever want, nesting and exploring and dreaming.  DOING!  Planting strawberries, blueberries, apple trees, asparagus, potatoes, raspberries.  Harvesting wild greens and learning about medicinal herbs in the 67 acres of pasture, orchard, pine thicket, forest, hills, mountains right outside Loki's front door.  Making sanctuaries for ourselves, enjoying the option of space, and the stronger bonds that creates within our family.  Balancing.  Painting, weaving, writing, making music, drawing.  Building from salvaged and found materials...a mailbox, and outhouse, a basketball court, a scarecrow, rails around a new deck.  Stretching, doing headstands, cartwheels, hiking, running, swimming, jumping, stargazing.  Dancing!  Basketball, soccer, hackey, fetch.  Dogs everywhere.  Travelers passing through, helping out, playing with us.  Cooking over the fire.  Fresh homemade bread every day.  Designs for a chicken coop, outdoor kitchen, dining table for the hilltop, a festival?! 

Love to everyone, photographs when the internet is faster in these remote parts.  Jackie