You know life can be so strange that it just leaves you… stunned. I think I´m stunned.
So many signs.
It makes so much sense.
I get it now.
I think I understand. What a ride!
The other house, the temporary house, had a name. Rävakulla. Fox´s hiding. Fox hill. I had to be like the fox for a little while, tending to all of my exits, hiding.
This house is called Rumlehult. Rumpelstiltskin- clearing (in english)
Like life is a fairytale.
I think life is a fairytale.
That´s what I think.
We went to eat dinner with the owners of this house. What a spectacular evening. They told us stories of their african adventures. They totally understood ours. Isn´t that strange? Isn´t it strange that people can still make agreements based on trust and mutual understanding of what life is and should be, understanding of the struggle, understanding of the divine interference visible through the fact of COINCIDENCE.
Isn´t it amazing that people still have faith?
Isn´t it amazing how all of this happened?
That night we made a deal with the owners and so now we live here.
This house will be ours.
There is a very old chimney here. It takes up 1/4 of the house. They didn’t have cement back in the days so it is built with a broad base narrowing in. All kinds of canals. All kinds of throttles.
I giant baking oven in the middle.
Like the house has a heart.
And so I spend my days pondering about technology.
All the work that has gone into not only this chimney but into the stone walls that surrounds the acres, into the soil, into the root cellar, into the pantry, into the logs underneath the coverings that makes it look like a normal house, but it´s not.
All of the craftsmanship. All of the knowledge.
The SENSE in doing things the old way.
There is a great sense in having a chimney that takes up 1/4 of the house. The stones store the heat overnight. Embers for the food. The oven! There´s a pizza oven!
Haven’t cleaned the root cellar yet. Haven’t tended to the soil.
Have installed the pillows.
As I said, I´m stunned.
Being stunned takes up a lot of time.
We have lived without electricity for five years.
First year in the forest we spent 1/4 of our monthly budget on candlelight.
Then came the headlamps. The oil lamps. The lanterns. The solar panel. The batteries. The generator.
(insert rant about how every single off -grid person I know use electricity one way or the other and how it is only on-grid persons who have romanticized notions of a technology free life, see, living close to nature makes people pragmatic, pragmatic people use TOOLS, rant over)
When we decided to relocate to fairer grounds (this is the SOUTH! We can grow grapes!) we rented Rävakulla thinking we could stay there for years but yadi yadi and we couldn´t. There was installed electricity in that house. Wasn´t our choosing and it was not something we found attractive about the house but the electricity was there and then BAM we used it.
Day and night.
There is no installed electricity here nor running water (but a well)
I am amazed to realize how much I have missed living without installed electricity.
The cozyness is one thing but it’s not all, the effects are much more fundamental:
We go to bed earlier. We align ourselves with the dark. I´m not afraid of it.
I carry the light with me when I walk around.
Going online, like I am now, is a conscious choice. This device stores only a certain amount of electricity; how do I want to use it?
And suddenly the stars are there again (when I go outside to pee). The experience of nature being THERE – more than a destination, more than where you go to camp or picnic, more than scenery…
He plays in the daylight.
Close to the windows or close to the stove. When darkness falls we cuddle up. We center.
Flock animals…. around the light.
And the sunlight returns to what it once was for me.
It feels so good to be back in this lifestyle, it feels so good to be back on track.
I can´t say much more.
As I said I am stunned.
… and we carry our technology with us, our computers, our solar panels, in our rucksacks and we spin and spin and spin with it. We spin gold.