“The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.”

Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution

Finding Home

Today we are going to leave the snow behind.  We are going to travel back in time to the day when I knew that magic was real and that dreams do come true..... 


Come along with me to a special place.  Leave your cares behind.  Don’t bring your phone or your tablet.  You’ll need nothing but the clothes on your back and your senses.  The rest belongs to the man-made world.  And, for a brief moment- or as long as you’d like- we will leave that world behind.

Pum…....pum.......pum… Your heart beats slowly and rhythmically.  Your breathing… relaxed and even. You stop, turn around, take a deep breath, exhale, and your body immediately relaxes. You marvel at this place to which you have just arrived… feeling as if you have come home.  Home, to a place you have never before visited.  A sense of peace and well-being fills your mind and your body.



The sky above is a brilliant, electric blue, no haze of pollution to dull the color.  Puffy, white, storybook clouds hang above your head like freshly laundered, goose down pillows drying in the sun.  A gentle breeze tickles the hairs on your arm and whispers of distant rain.  You can smell the freshness of the moist air slightly perfumed by wild...


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