We celebrate our dependence on a place-based community through food, work, and time together.
- We put land in the hands of those willing to steward it cooperatively, as a commons for future generations.
- We bring land from an annual exploitative agriculture to a state of human-tended fallow, with perennial crops, cycles of fertility, and abundant and generous diversity.
- We inspire, educate, and welcome our wider community with yearly rituals of harvest and processing, and we build ongoing connections through regular opportunities to work together and celebrate together.
- We aim to illustrate the enough-ness of our place by eating habitually, if not exclusively, from what the land here produces. We look to produce a full diet of starches, sugars, proteins, fats and nutrients, in an increasingly perennial way.
- We expect to connect with the Holy in our daily lives and in set-aside times; we support each other in our diverse ways of making that connection.
Vision by Wendell Berry
If we will have the wisdom to survive, to stand like slow-growing trees on a ruined place, renewing, enriching it, if we will make our seasons welcome here, asking not too much of earth or heaven, then a long time after we are dead the lives our lives prepare will live there, their houses strongly placed upon the valley sides, fields and gardens rich in the windows. The river will run clear, as we will never know it, and over it, birdsong like a canopy. On the levels of the hills will be green meadows, stock bells in noon shade. On the steeps where greed and ignorance cut down the old forest, an old forest will stand, its rich leaf-fall drifting on its roots. The veins of forgotten springs will have opened.
Families will be singing in the fields. In their voices they will hear a music risen out of the ground. They will take nothing from the ground they will not return, whatever the grief at parting. Memory, native to this valley, will spread over it like a grove, and memory will grow into legend, legend into song, song into sacrament. The abundance of this place, the songs of its people and its birds, will be health and wisdom and indwelling light.
This is no paradisal dream. Its hardship is its possibility.
Want to read some books? The Unlikely Peace at Cuchamaquic by Martin Prechtel, Goatwalking: a Guide to Wildland Living by Jim Corbett, Sacred Economics by Charles Eisenstein, The Third Plate by Dan Barber, and anything by Wendell Berry come highly recommended!