Community living – dream or nightmare?

After a one-year community-living experience in my early twenties, it took me over a decade to return to the idea. This time the plot included my husband and three young kids, plus 180 individuals trying to build sustainable homes on a 64 hectares property an hour north of Sydney. One of the weekends we drove…

Gratitude to Earth

Today I’m feeling sad. Packing up a house doesn’t bother me. My soul was meant for the sea. But ripping out a garden which has sustained me, when there was no boat to gently rock me towards the horizon, is heart breaking. As we nourished your dead earth back, giving worms, compost, nutrients and love…