Mid July to September brought together a magical crew. It was so refreshing to have a group of volunteers so full of enthusiasm, responsibility, teamwork, and deep connections. I think it helped to have Deb be the Seed Camp mama. I really appreciate her contribution to the community. It was a fun team, bent on filling the days together, working, learning, and playing. I finally got real progress on the SolariYome at RADi. Andrea had a team when she wanted to develop her site. The Seed Camp and all the animals were well loved. A drip was installed in the upper orchard that has saved hours per week of work, and hundreds of liters of inefficient water allocation. It wasn’t all roses, though. One volunteer ran off to avoid paying for the three weeks he spent here. Worse, Zoe, the Seed Camp dog, followed him down. By the time we realized he wasn’t coming back up, we alerted friends in town.. but haven’t yet been able to find Zoe. It surprised me how even through that, the community vibe managed to stay positive. That’s impressive, that our love could overcome our sense of betrayal. I truly felt Love for everybody in that crew. And one, Alita, i connected with even deeper. If all goes well, she’ll be coming back in January. Just as the magical crew was in the last week before disbanding, Andrea, too, fell in Love, with a peruvian artisano. So she put on her butterfly wings, and fluttered off with the guy. She’s currently part of a nomadic tribe that makes crafts to sell, mainly to backpackers on the Gringo trail. I believe she’s in Chile at the moment. I hope she enjoys the experience, but not enough to keep her from coming home eventually.
A couple of days after the southbound equinox, the sun made a trip directly overhead. This year, the passage was extra powerful. Big Sun. The dry season has been intense and unrelenting, turning the mountains yellow. Thankfully, our springs are still flowing enough to keep the edible landscapes green, and the majority of Sacred Sueňos is covered with native shrubs and trees that have adapted to this climate. The pastures are taking a hit, though. Grasses are yellowing and withering, and the forage shrubs are slow to bud out after browsing. Ensuring access to forage has become a juggling game for us. Only Bosque truly respects the electric fences, Joe and the RADi goats, Santi and Eli, only stay in as long as the eating’s good. I’ve been spending a lot of time chasing hooves, and the Seed Camp has been having a share, chasing Butter’s kids. Those guys don’t even respect the mesh netting! With an average of 0.5 volunteers participating through September, The animals have taken up most of our time.
Lutz, Lexi, and Eli returned at the last half of August, but unfortunately there are issues between Lutz and Lexi that they are unwilling to resolve at the moment. Lexi and Eli have spent the last month at Sacred Sueňos, with Lutz visiting on Sundays. Lexi is considering leaving Sacred Sueňos within the next weeks. It’s difficult to let go of people who seem so at home here. I must accept that i am powerless regarding this circumstance. I wish her and Eli all the best, and am open to welcoming them, and Lutz, to rejoin the tribe, whenever the time is right for them.
When the dry season gets as sever as these current days, one of my favorite trees, Aliso, draws nutrients out of its leaves, and drops them. I feel myself mimicking them, pulling into myself. I’ve long accepted a hermit aspect within me, but these past weeks have been full of a desire for solitude. I’m not judging myself. The peace is lovely, my mind has more clarity. Like the Aliso, the time will come when i bud out again, but for now, i’ll appreciate the coziness of social dormancy.
Looking into my crystal ball.. Keisha and Casey believe they will be returning at the end of October, and Chad should be back when it gets too cold up north. Andrea committed to returning to caretake while I take a break. I was hoping to leave sometime in the last weeks of October, visit some beloveds, and possibly get on a friends’s ecuador bound boat in November… if El Nino doesn’t make that too risky. Whether by water or air, i will return well before the southern solstice, when the mountains should be green again. But for now, i’ll ignore the parched yellow hills, and enjoy the stunning sunsets, and the magnificent night sky, revealing a cosmos so vast and old that i am humbled, and i am honoured to be able to appreciate it all.