As I mentioned in a previous post, one of the main reasons I took a drastic right turn out of the rut of life’s hamster wheel of mediocrity was to role model to my two amazing teens that dreams can come true – if we take action and believe!!
Before turning the steering wheel a hard right, I did first have that discussion with them about what it would mean for all us. Being very transparent about having no extra money, needing to move (at that time not sure where), and there would likely be unexpected challenges along the way. Both of my children did not hesitate to say, YES lets go for it!!
In their eyes I saw something – was it hope?? In the edges of their trusting smiles I sensed many questions; “Will mom really stick with it and sincerely go for it?” “Will she not give up, no matter what?” “Will we end up homeless?” “Can one really manifest what they dream of?” Instead of throwing out these fearful thoughts they have quietly chosen to observe for the last five months and to periodically ask me little tid-bits that hint of their uncertainty.
As the days quickly passed by and the risks taken began to have their ripple effect on us, we would come together to discuss our options and what comes next. In January it was celebrating my fiftieth birthday with incredible family and friends, at that time we began to verbalize our dreams with others, with those that love us despite our crazy choices.
February saw the manifestation of getting a job to work on a farm to begin the journey of gaining hands on experience. It also brought us closer to the looming move from the home we had lived in for the past year. Gratefully tax returns caught up the rent and past due bills, while I juggled two restaurant jobs to keep us fed and moving along. I noticed during this time that the kids and I began to share more easily our dream; we each shared it in our own way without cringing in fear of judgement.
March 2nd, 2015 I showed up at 8:00am to start my first day at the farm!! Whoo Hoo…it was time to literally get my hands dirty in the reality of my chosen path. I humbly weeded, harvested, packaged, and pursued with enthusiasm anything I was asked to do. I found myself working with three others, all men, and all half my age. It filled my soul to smell the raw dirt, listen to the call of the Killdeer in field, and to take in the bountiful life that sprung forth in each green house. Each night I drove the forty-five minutes home feeling the ache in my neck, the throb in my lower back, and the grit under my short nails – it was AWESOME! Upon entering our home, my son and daughter would greet me, asking me questions about my day as I untied my boots and relieved my feet of their day bondage.
The end of March found us madly packing and preparing to sell almost all of our large unnecessary items. It was time to simplify, to really take leaps in the pursuit of our destiny. I watched with tears in my eyes and an overflowing heart as my kids piled up that which they chose to sell or let go to donation if it did not get selected by a buyer. The unselfishness of their actions humbled this mommy and opened me wide to the vulnerable awakening of living a life with wild intention.
April I found myself adjusting to the physical demands of the farm and we were all adjusting to our new home with the amazing family who shared their space. My son and I found that being roommates was kind of fun and my daughter enjoyed the full sized bunk bed, in the bedroom she share with a good buddy. We all began to pick our bathroom times, danced around each other in the kitchen and discovered the flow that respected everyone’s space and needs.
In mid-April I was gifted with an unexpected inspiration – my son quietly posted his first blog post!! If you take the time to read the first post you will feel my swelling pride and inflow of inspiration.
By the end of the month we chatted with the landlord about this community green space – my son signed his first lease agreement for a $1.00 per month to begin the journey of working towards one of his dreams!! It is exciting to watch your children grab hold of their own kite strings to fly into their dreams.
Each and every day I am brought to my knees in awe of my children’s faith in me, in their unparalleled support and encouragement – they mirror to me the inspiration that makes each moment a powerful choice! In my friends I hear the cheering section that despite their fears for me and my children, they rally behind us with such gracious love that we are overwhelmed with gratitude. And my family, well that is another powerful story…half of them definitely find me crazy, while the other half lifts my wings to continue to soar into that which is possible.
I can honestly say to you that in each moment of every day I see in the eyes of my children the mirrors of inspiration to keep stepping with faith. As I continue forth in the house of mirrors that are friends, family, nature, and….I view the reflection of pure potential and the truth that a community can change the world.
Stay tuned for the incredible miracle we are graced with next!!