The Closing of a Chapter
Dambara and I have lived on this gentle hillside overlooking the Laurelwood Valley for four years, almost to the day. I moved up from the Bay Area in mid-August, and Dambara followed at the end of September. During our four years, we've fixed things, grown things, raised things, improved things. I've loved it. Dambara might not have loved it quite as much, but he has been consistently good natured and supportive.
I came here to heal. Adrenal fatigue has ruled my dysfunctional days since 2010; ups and downs, of course, but dysfunctional almost always. Many sources, including professional healers and online advice, stressed the absolute necessity of eating fish and fowl as the only possible path to recovery from adrenal fatigue, so I abandoned my 12 years of vegetarian meals and gave it a try.
Last January, I read the story of a medical medium who suggested that a vegan diet could vanquish the underlying cause of adrenal fatigue. Since I had given the fish-and-fowl strategy seven years to make a difference to no avail, I decided to try something different. And a vegan diet has made all the difference.
My brain can think again. My body can withstand physical labor. My intuition can provide creative solutions once more. I am finally, finally, healing.
Simultaneous with improved health, a series of events have convinced me that our time on this hillside is complete. A cold spring sabotaged our vegetable garden. Several trees died. An orchard expert pronounced me foolhardy. And a daytime raccoon forced us to find safe homes for our ducks and chickens, homes not on our farm. And what's a farm without ducks and chickens? A lonely, empty place.
So, during an eight-minute conversation, Dambara and I decided to sell the farm, and we haven't looked back since. The decision felt right, and after four weeks of hard work to finish all of our projects-in-process, it still feels right. The farm went on the market two days ago, and we'll see what happens.
If all goes well, we plan to buy one of the lots from the Ananda Center at Laurelwood, which is directly across the highway from our farm, and then we'll build a house. We plan on building a group house, with shared common rooms and private bedroom suites. We have friends who are enthusiastic about the project, so we'll be planning, building, and living together. All of it promises to be simply lovely and loads of fun.
Our chapter of the Llamas and Niyamas Farm is closing, and an entire world of possibilities is opening wide.
I came here to heal. Adrenal fatigue has ruled my dysfunctional days since 2010; ups and downs, of course, but dysfunctional almost always. Many sources, including professional healers and online advice, stressed the absolute necessity of eating fish and fowl as the only possible path to recovery from adrenal fatigue, so I abandoned my 12 years of vegetarian meals and gave it a try.
Last January, I read the story of a medical medium who suggested that a vegan diet could vanquish the underlying cause of adrenal fatigue. Since I had given the fish-and-fowl strategy seven years to make a difference to no avail, I decided to try something different. And a vegan diet has made all the difference.
My brain can think again. My body can withstand physical labor. My intuition can provide creative solutions once more. I am finally, finally, healing.
Simultaneous with improved health, a series of events have convinced me that our time on this hillside is complete. A cold spring sabotaged our vegetable garden. Several trees died. An orchard expert pronounced me foolhardy. And a daytime raccoon forced us to find safe homes for our ducks and chickens, homes not on our farm. And what's a farm without ducks and chickens? A lonely, empty place.
So, during an eight-minute conversation, Dambara and I decided to sell the farm, and we haven't looked back since. The decision felt right, and after four weeks of hard work to finish all of our projects-in-process, it still feels right. The farm went on the market two days ago, and we'll see what happens.
If all goes well, we plan to buy one of the lots from the Ananda Center at Laurelwood, which is directly across the highway from our farm, and then we'll build a house. We plan on building a group house, with shared common rooms and private bedroom suites. We have friends who are enthusiastic about the project, so we'll be planning, building, and living together. All of it promises to be simply lovely and loads of fun.
Our chapter of the Llamas and Niyamas Farm is closing, and an entire world of possibilities is opening wide.