So, I read my last post and it didn't seem to make much sense so I'll try to re-explain where I am at better. The farm has 130+ acres of land but only uses 6 acres to farm. They are very into treating dirt with respect so there is no machinery used on the farm and. The rest of the land is used for houses and they make most of their profit here through renting out the land and some of its buildings for events like weddings and spiritual retreats. There is a great lake on the property and I spend most of my time there.
There are about 8 families that live on the farm and I hear the word "community" thrown around approximately 20 times a day. One lady owns all the land and houses and everyone who lives on the property has to ask her permission for everything. Like if they can go on vacation, or get a dog, or send their kids to camp. It is strange.
Other Noteworthy Strange Things:
- There is this tea that everyone drinks out of gourds and slurps through these metal straws. I swear it tastes like liquid cigarettes. It's made from some plant in South America and imported directly to the farm. I don't get the same affect from drinking it as everyone else so the farmers have been diagnosing me weird mental illnesses.
- Meditating every night for 45 minutes is the most painful experience I have ever endured.
- Textile is optional on the island. I've never seen so many naked people in my life.
- Veganism has greatly confused my body.
- There was a silent retreat going on last week where no one talked for a week. The guru hasn't spoken a word since 1952 and communicates by clicking his tongue, pointing and writing on a chalkboard.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
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