From Expand the Box to The Whole Enchilada

A co-created tale, where by collecting the tools for what I called a new culture life, I have just that. I'd a vision at 25 years old, where walking to a mailbox, barefoot, with animals, dressed in comfortable bright clothes, I know this is what is wanted in my life. I fast forward (fast?) 50 years and found myself barefoot, tie dye T-shirt, shorts, 3 cats walking along, to get the mail. I'm at Tadpole Manor in Greenleaf, Oregon (or what the post office insists is administratively Deadwood). I practice permaculture on 3 acres, value diversity, grow 15 types of berries, have producing stone fruit trees, apples, fig, peach, cob pizza oven, greenhouse, a creek-side paradise with many better shrines and grottoes and barefoot friendly paths. The land was envisioned as a park like setting, because me as the 2 or 3 year old inner child decided, that was what I wanted, during daily trips to Golden Gate Park with my mother. This realization of a month back, also healed a Gigantor part of my dear inner child. It also aligns with my view that this land is my canvas, as I prepare the beds, co-create the neighborhoods of flora and fauna. I continued on a path as what I called a communitarian to gather the skills to live in community. The big planetary community, peace, love, harmony, flower power, hippie mentality (I was one), a silly desire to cook for the largest commune on the planet (did it), to keep up with cultural anthropology to see culture in a big picture. Took courses, joined cults, comparative philosophy, comparative religion, human awareness, anti-war and sanctuary movement, meditation, tantra, sacred contracts, tarot, magick, rebirthing, giving birth, belly dancing, sex, drugs and rock n roll. Each thing was on the path, and persistent I am. This is in the intro to the point where I attended the Expand the Box offering from Possibility Management, and was introduced to the work of Clinton Callahan. This aligned with what I knew, what was in my heart. I had new practical tools, mind mapping, cradling, rage hold, numbness scale, and more kept being shared. An ignition event occurred when a dear pal sent me an email link for a house for sale in the rain forest, where I even knew folks in the community. I took the leap, bought the farm. That was 13 years ago. Further adventures to come