Visions are evolving things. As we journey through life we are drawn to things that interest us. I have often wondered about my vision in life because my view of anything in the future, other than children, has always been vague. The present always felt intense and exciting or scary depending on what was going on.
Lately, with the freedom to create my reality thanks to all the supporting factors, I am finding things are beginning to come together. As I have been working on this website, revamping everything about it, I am finding the process to be a vision quest of sorts. Over and over, as I explore different themes, I find my focus changing, moving toward several facets I am extremely passionate about: children, animals, plants, art, survival skills, building, writing, and teaching.
If my list seems a bit long, blame it on attention deficit hyperactive disorder (ADHD) and obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD), which my daughter says I have. You could say I am a Jill of all trades. Throughout my life I have had so many interests, each of which I have pursued with obsessive intent until I feel I understand and can create within it to my satisfaction, then I find myself drawn to something new.
I will admit, with a bit of embarrassed pride, that I am an explorer.
As my new website design takes shape, so does my vision for the near future:
- A petting farm for the most wonderful of humans — children — and their adults.
- Workshops in primitive wilderness survival skills. like friction fire and survival shelters, for older children and adults. I love to teach friction fire. Friction fire was, in my opinion, the most important thing to learn when I went to Tom Brown Jr’s trackerschool. Where else could I learn this. Before trackerschool I thought friction fire was a myth!
- Art workshops like felting wool and spinning wool, because I would not be happy if I couldn’t share this skill which brings me so much joy and bliss and peace all at the same time.
- This blog space because writing is a large part of my vision and I love sharing my stories and perspective with others. I believe each of our stories essentially belong to all of us because we are all connected. As we share our stories, all those who hear are changed in some way. One person’s story becomes another person’s story, and consequently moves them forward along their path. They progress. One person’s success is everyone’s success. Their pain is everyone’s pain. Their lesson is everyone’s lesson.
- My store so I can offer my designs and art to others to enjoy.
- The business that goes along with all these things. The ability to work with my family, the animals, the plants, and the structures we have built here on our little hobby farm; to create an income to help provide for the costs of living while doing what I love and sharing that with others.
My desire is to offer the many things I have enjoyed learning. To pass on the knowledge that has come to me. To complete the cycle. I hope you enjoy what I am creating and that somehow you can benefit from what I have to offer.
Paradise is the name I have chosen for this new venture, and there is a story behind the name. Maybe a year ago, my grandson was sitting in our back yard with his grandfather, my son in law’s dad. He looked up at his grandfather and exclaimed with glee, “This is just paradise, isn’t it?” Looking around at our disheveled process of building and growing this space, his grandfather, who may not have previously described our little bit of heaven that way, looked at his grandson with fresh eyes and said with a twinkle, “Yes!”