Its been 2 years since the 'BIG MOVE' from our cozy tent in the White Mountains to the big city in Phoenix... but will we finally be able to get back to our roots this year?? Its March. The world is falling apart at the seems as fear mounts over a virus called 'Covid-19'. If you lived through Y2K this one takes the cake! Grocery store shelves are all empty. And it all started at first with people buying-out all the toilet paper they could. They bought it by the cart-full and the pallet! Then when the toilet paper ran out across the nation (generating panic as people were told to prepare to self-quarantine themselves for up to 14 days), other essentials began to disappear.
Cleaning products, bleach, baby necessities, bread, canned goods.. then came meat, and milk hoarding. As the wheels blew off the crazy train, businesses and restaurants were forced to shut down across the country. Farmers tilled their crops into the soil, dumped milk, and slaughtered animals by the thousands do to processing plants being shut down and supply lines being severed. Now, in the face of a growing food shortage, the National guard was deployed to enforce closures of public areas, and curfews in cities across several states. Herd mentality had never been so well documented! Fear, stroked by mis-information and "terrified" news broadcasters, grew to new heights as the rash of uncertainty spread and paralyzed the world. And in the midst of all the chaos all I could do was reminisce on the serenity of being completely un-plugged from the world. It was so hard living in the city again, and I deeply missed all our animals. Even my sweet husband missed the goats, and was always retelling our adventures to me, which didn't help! I reflected as I sat comfortably on my patio one day, watching my neighbors scurrying up and down the stairs carrying armfuls of precious paper products up to their apartments, and realized that the life I had lived for the last 5 years had prepared me for this moment. I was entirely at peace, and strangely non-affected by world events. If I had to go without, no big deal. I had gone without so many basic staples for so long, being deprived of one more really wasn't a concern. I knew we would just find another way, adjust our lifestyle a bit, roll with the punches, and just continue on as we always have.. And if you are a reader of the bible.. the word teaches you that the strong and the calm who stand before the storm are supposed to inspire people... well. My peace surely inspired lol! I think it drove even more people into a frenzy as they pondered why I wasn't affected at all. But to be honest I was affected. By the erratic behavior of humanity around me. I longed even more deeply for the solitude, and peace of the wilderness. And yearned to return to our simple life. Then it dawned on me, we still have our tent, and it wouldn't take much to go back to what we left behind. And with my husbands health seemingly under control I figured we could totally pull this off! The city life never fit us well to begin with, and seeing the chaos really helped to affirm our need to move. But then reason took hold of me.. as fun as the tent was. It had likely contributed in a way to our health issues. If we were going to do this.. we were going to need a house. And I am a sucker for early 1900's Victorian style homes! I also wanted grass for a pasture, and I mean green grass! Not the dead yellow prairies of Arizona. Preferably near mountains, and in a place with lots of rivers where I could go trout fishing without a crowd... I remembered, when my husband was sick, I prayed that we would find healing. And asked that we would be strong enough to do what ever it took to find it. That resulted in the painful decision to disperse the entire herd, and sell everything but our lumpy old bed to make the move back down to the city... so, I am now more than well aware to be careful of what you pray for! But, I found myself unable to sleep at night. Waking up at 1am just to pray myself back to sleep. The need to leave the city and return to our self-sufficient life was emergent. The behavior of the people around me was making me quite bitter, and causing us quiet a lot of stress as well (being that we both worked with the public hands on during this time). So, we talked about moving. Then we picked an area we felt would make us more comfortable to live where we could spread our wings, yet still be close to work. So now.. we are looking for our very first home! We have been pretty nomadic our whole lives, never staying in one place for very long.. so the thought of having a permanent home is both exciting as it is frightening! We are starting the process of getting our ducks in a row for pre-approval on a home loan. And praying that Abba blesses our path, to help us find a suitable home in the place we chose.. but we are open of course to His suggestions ;)
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