This weekend the boys and I attended a natural building workshop at a small intentional community near us called Ionia.
It was the first workshop put on by the new Ionia Folk School offered completely in the spirit of the gift. They did not ask for money or "donations" of any kind.
There is so much I loved about this.
We were invited to participate in their community. Camp in their field. Eat meals with them. Make ourselves at home.
A community member gave us a wonderful tour of their space. They taught us about building with light clay slip. And we helped them build a massive wall of a house.
It was a beautiful exchange of energy, knowledge, and willing hands.
I knew some of the participants. There was Leah, who took my course 7 or 8 years ago, and her dad, Will. There was my friend Angelina, another single mom interested in community and building a good life. I met Ivy and Jason at a Permaculture gathering some time ago. And Mariyam had actually stayed in my house one time when we were gone in Anchorage.
I met new people too. Sherry and her teenage daughters. David and his brother from Portugal. Lovely Amy who came with Angelina. And enthusiastic Sue.
Gregory and his brother Jimmy, whose house we were working on were leading the project. Jimmy's wife made sure we had snacks and water and their 3 young children made frequent appearances on the building site.
As we worked, we fell into a rhythm. Everyone had a part to...