The title of this post is a play on the title of a previous post, A Long Strange Trip, which in turn was taken from the lyrics of a Grateful Dead song, Truckin’. And I have been putting off writing this post for quite a while now.
One reason is that there are delicate and personal issues involved with the direction my life has been moving in and this limits what I can say here.
What I can say is that I really didn't expect to find myself quite in the situation that I’m in.
On the positive side, I am now living in the income-sharing community that I came to New York City to build and I am building it with a couple of wonderful people (DNA and Gil) who I have known for almost three years now and who are every bit as committed to this as I am. On top of this, we just got a fourth member who also seems really interested in our community. We're calling the community Cotyledon and it is a real joy being here. (And if you follow the link, you can see pictures of the place, DNA and Gil and me, and Smiling Hogshead Ranch--which I will write a bit more about later.)
The first strange piece is that I came to NYC solely because I was doing this work as part of Point A--and now I am not involved at all with Point A. (This is the difficult and very personal part of the saga that I can't go into.) I'm also (for related reasons) no longer managing or in any way part of the Commune Life blog--which, sadly, seems to be floundering a bit since I left. (Or, at least, the posts seem a lot more sporadic.) I would still strongly recommend looking at it, since it has an enormous amount of information on what communes are, how to build them (and how not to build them), and a bunch of information on particular income-sharing communities around the US and around the world (or at least in Canada, Spain, and Israel).
Leaving Point A and Commune Life has been a real loss for me, but with spring here, I am preparing to dive into several urban agricultural projects, some of which are connected with Smiling Hogshead Ranch, which I’ve been slightly involved with for nearly three years (and DNA and Gil are very involved with). So, in a real way, my losses have opened up space for me to take on these new things.
Another strange thing is that I started working on this community project in New York City after I left working on a rural community farm project in upstate New York back in 2014. But there are plenty of connections between the two. The guy that I had difficulty with ended up at Ganas while I was living there. The community farm project did happen and is now called East Brook Community Farm and we have talked about building connections between our community and them. And, in another strange interconnection, our newest community member is someone I knew from the upstate project.
This may be the strangest part of this trip. I think I am done with something and yet I find myself reconnecting again and again. I'm learning that I can't say I am completely finished with something. I just don't know. So who knows, I may yet reconnect with parts of Point A or Commune Life. I’m absolutely not planning on it, but I am learning that I can't know.
Quote of the Day: “Collaborative groups that last over time reinvent themselves periodically. They may need to change their structure, organization and ways of working as they grow and develop. They are not static, but dynamic, not artifacts, but living organisms.” - Starhawk
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