Today I officially begin my own website/blog. I’m pretty excited about it. It is the culmination of a dream I’ve held for several years. It may be rough going at first, but then dream building takes work, doesn’t it?
You see, I have a dream of living a totally different life than the one I’m now living. I live in the city. Suburbs, really. I dream of property. About 5 acres, but I’ll take more, or less. Whatever God wants. I don’t want to take on more than I can handle; however, I don’t want to find myself limited by space in the future either. But that’s not my problem. I’ll leave that up to the Lord who, I believe, is the one leading me in this direction. Much like he led Abraham. Much like he led the Children of Israel. I’m following Him to a place that I don’t yet know, but when I get there, I’ll know. It will be my forever home this side of heaven.
“What about your husband?” you ask. My husband is wonderful! He is happy to go along with my dreams, even though his “promised land” probably looks a bit different from mine, as in loft condo in downtown San Diego. He has stated on numerous occasions, and he actually means it, that he is committed to making my dreams come true! Wonderful man. I think I’ll keep him.
Back to the dream. If I could show you a photo of my dream it would look like this:
I apologize for the busyness from the very busy pattern on the plate (I was going through an unfortunate chicken phase back then). What you see is an omelet made from a duck egg and pastured chicken eggs topped with goat cheese, fresh basil, and thick cut bacon. My dream is to raise/grow everything I need on my own little plot of land to recreate this dish.
In years past I have had the feeling that “God was packing my bags”. In other words, it would soon be time to move on. Believe me when I tell you — I have moved A LOT in 34 years of marriage. I am experiencing that little whisper in my heart again, and have been for the past three years. I don’t know when the cloud will begin to move again, but when it does, I expect to be ready.
I’ve been prepping. I’ve learned to make jam. With a pressure canner! I know, impressive. I’ve learned to ferment foods. The bottom shelf of my refrigerator is crowded with fermented sauerkraut, kimchee, and sliced ginger. I canned dill pickles for the first time a few weeks ago and they turned out great! Crispy and garlicky-dilly. I’ve made toothpaste, deodorant, beeswax body lotion, and oil cleanser for my face. I’ve made all-purpose citrus cleaner, laundry detergent, dishwasher detergent, dishwashing soap, furniture polish and a few other things. I’ve had mostly successes!
I still have so much more to learn. The point is, I haven’t been sitting around waiting for the cloud to move. I’ve been busy learning new skills while I’m waiting. I think that is important, impending move or no move.
So, I hope you’ll follow along with me on my journey as I seek to honor God (who loves us more than we could ever imagine), love and care for my family (the grands will probably be a prominent feature because they are SO funny), and learn new skills, such as raising chickens (as well as goats, dairy cows, heritage pigs), and growing as much of the food that my family eats as possible.
Ahhhh, God, Family & Chickens! Now you get it! Clever, yes?