Still here, farming.

We’re still alive over here.  Haven’t gotten eaten yet by a mountain lion, or swept away by a mud slide.  We’re just here.  Homeschooling, homesteading, learning, sometimes thriving sometimes just surviving.

Life is packed here, but in such a different way than our old life.  I’m having a hard time finding time to blog, funny, cause I thought I’d have a ton of time here, having cut out so many parts of life.  But I’ve found, over and over again, that life just keeps spilling into all the places we try to carve out.  And I guess that’s ok.  It means life is full, abundant. 

I’ve spent the past 30 min trying to figure out how (with our slow internet) to get my photos from my phone to my computer to my blog, and have pretty much failed.  But, instead of giving into my sluggish brain and worn out body and heading to bed I’m going to jot down a bit here.  Without all the photos to tell the story (hopefully I’ll figure that out soon!).  If you want to see more glimpses of this beautiful place on earth, head on over to my instagram account: @saydria .  I have been posting a bunch there, and my account isn’t private, which means you can pop in and out to see what we’re up to. 

We’re settling into this life.  I wouldn’t say it’s been a smooth settling, instead this life has kind of scarfed us down, swallowed us up whole.  We are digging in deep and dirty.  Every once in a while I feel a tiny pull to look back in nostalgia to our life before, or look forward, searching for light in the unknown future, but most of the time I’m so deep into the present that I can’t see anything else.  This feels good.  This is what I’ve been craving. 

This life is all or nothing.  It requires full engagement.  It’s exhausting, and I’m not sure if it’s sustainable at this rate.  But it feels like a good reset.  All of us together, all the time.  Working, learning, playing, exploring.  It has eased my fears of not being able to drink in my children’s childhood.  I’m drowning in it! 

I’ve got a few more posts in the works, on what our days look like, what adventures February brought and how settling into homeschooling.  But for now, if you want a lot more info on what’s happening around here and how we got here, check out the podcast I recorded with my sister for Power of Moms.  It was late when we sat down to record it, so I may have shared too much, but it will give you a better sense for why we’re here and what we’re doing.

Click here to listen.  Not sure I would have entitled it: Making beautiful dreams come true, because dreams feel so messy when you’re in the middle of them.  I have to constantly remind myself that this is a pretty beautiful (albeit dirty) dream come true.