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KathyintheWallowas's avatar

Loved the essay. I would like to share an experience I had in a seminar years ago, where you drew/wrote out your fantasy "place/s". The discussions and presentations that followed explored how you might define the wants and desires in terms of what is already there or in reach. One man talked about how he reframed the river landscape near his apartment as his garden, the library and other activities as his entertainment, and the transit and other resources as his supports. (What I liked about it was that it asked for noticing and less striving and consumption. While his invention would not have been perfect for me, it has been inspirational.)

Recently I found the "place" I would most love to have for my own - 112 miles from the nearest town, a lovely wood built yurt on the desert with solar and other elements. It is more than I now feel up for, but I'm loving that someone created it and it is out there. And the desert is there when I want it. (This is poignant as the ranch I grew up on is in the evacuation area of the Firestone Fire. I have known since childhood that that location was always likely to be lost to fire, and to accept that choices have consequences. That actually isn't as fatalistic as it sounds, oddly.)

In the life here, I notice that my choices provide me with some of the things in my daydreams. The neighbor chickens come visit. I have fruit trees (they weren't here when I moved here) for wildlife habitat. I have invented ephemeral pond structures for birds and pollinators. I volunteer at a community organic garden because I'm not a skilled gardener but I love helping and learning and sharing produce with my community. At one point I wanted a riding horse but was dithering over cost. I wound up fostering a retiree horse who was fine for my purposes, especially because I like the tending as much as the riding... his person paid his bills, I did the work and it was delightful. (This is an example of something I've been trying to attend to: the many ways you can have what you want without striving - just by noticing the opportunities and invitations that slide by.)

I used to travel a lot, and daydream about going back to the desert because it's "home". Now that I completed a hospital procedure, I could do that by investing a couple of days while ensuring all is well here, even without someone else to stick with the chores.

So... dream on. And remember... either/or can be and.

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Linda P.'s avatar

I thought about doing the same thing but realized very early on in the planning stage that, like you, I'm a "highly introverted" woman. I went online and followed a couple women in their travels and while the thought of traveling alone, seeing North America first hand carried some real disadvantages with it that I wasn't equipped to manage well. So, my daughter who wanted to upgrade her living space, and I sold our homes and bought a couple acres "out of town" but within 15 minutes of "people" and here we are....we agreed I was mostly in charge of the outdoors because that's where I love being and she works full-time so doesn't have the extra hours or energy to manage 2 acres of land. I converted part of a huge, well-built shop to a one-bedroom apartment and it's working out great for both of us. We take care of each other's dogs when one of us wants to travel etc. What I realized with the covid epidemic and quarantine is I am a hermit and I love living alone. Do I get lonely, yes I do, but I get over it pretty fast when I go out into the public arena and experience the MAGA masses. My only real aggravation, in my happy place, are the moles and deer but I've found organic ways of reminding them they are not appreciated when ravaging my gardens. It's give and take, I leave the elderberries in the top of the bush for the birds and the lowest for the deer. I appreciate the earth movers underground but encourage them to move to areas....next door. Thinking outside the box helps make the world go round...

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