The Farmer in Me
The farmer within me has come to life.
It’s been a bit since my last update! I’ve been without stable internet connection for the past few weeks as I left Navdanya farm on April 30th and have been traveling through a few mountain towns in India before making my way into Nepal.
It was such a bittersweet goodbye to leave the farm.
Walking the farm early in the morning, my being was moved once more from the familiar morning energy — sunrise songs from the birds, the sight of staff and other volunteers arising for morning prayers/meditation/gently moving their bodies, the feeling on my arms brushing past newly strung webs from spiders traveling across the walking path, 5-year old giggles coming through the a partially closed door as Sangham emerges wildly excited, playing hide and seek with his parents (both staff at the farm).
The wheat and oats had turned from green to brown, the chickpeas had grown taller, the tomatoes more mature than before, reminding me that time ever so softly continued passing by.
I felt in awe again of the beauty and expression of life there. It’s so full — the people, the animals, the plants growing — everything so colorful and alive. It’s one of the things I fell in love with the first time I visited India — the aliveness in the spirit and culture of people and place.
I’m extremely grateful that I’ve been able to experience it again in an even deeper way.
I’m going to miss the peace and ever-changing nature of that place, the enormous diversity of people always passing through, and the determination, strength and hope it holds for so many it touches.
It’s incredibly powerful. And I am so inspired.
There are many things I’m walking away with, but most of all is this — I am ready to start a farm of my own.
I absolutely love it. I feel it’s what I’m meant to do and I’m anchoring it in.
I’ve had a dream to create a place like Navdanya for a while. I’ve always wanted to start a farm of my own centered around community, biodiversity, ecology and living in alignment with the earth.
There are more specifics to come together and more travels ahead of me. And I will be carrying all of this with me along the way.
One final wheat harvest before I left!
A photo with a few other volunteers the morning I left.
