What drew you here? What did you do here? What did you do in the world with what you learned here? These are the questions that this category answers. Is your story here?
Life-changing moments Thank God for irrational, embodied heart-based decisions. During my Experience Week in October 2003, that day when we go to Randolph’s Leap, I sat, in deep contemplative thought, on the rock overlooking the
We were unable to leave. My friend had walked away from his flight to Scotland but could not walk away from the airport. Every time we tried to drive out, at a certain point he
It was 1983; we were on vacation in Hawai‘i. My husband handed me a book, The Findhorn Garden. “Here,” he said. “I think you’d like this.” I started to leaf through the book: photographs of
I shivered in the early March wind on my way to the beach. A walk was needed, it was clear. My belly felt a pitter-patter, and there was a slight shaking in my limbs. In
First Contact The day after America’s Thanksgiving Day holiday in November 1955, my maternal grandfather developed an aortic aneurysm which he was not expected to survive longer than a few hours. My parents rushed us
Being a hippi in Santa Cruz , CA in the early 70s, taking courses in metaphysics and Native American history…barefoot…vegetarian…meditating, …herbs & healing… (or as my Dad called me…a vegetating meditarian, He was New England
Tap Tap Tap (sound of hammer and chisel) I’m cutting stone from the top of my scaffold overlooking palms over the Alabama Gulf coast. It's a 120 year old Opera house that I’m working on.
My time at Findhorn was significant for me because it was an experience in architectural design and construction that I would never have anywhere else. In June 1976, while visiting Findhorn on a cycling trip
From 2004 to 2007, I lived and worked at the Findhorn Foundation in Scotland, where I had the pleasure of meeting artist Phyllida Anam-Aire, a beautiful, ageless Celtic woman from Ireland. My study group met
Kathy and Neil In 1972, I was hitchhiking around Europe on my own, and met Catherine Christensen in the beach parking lot at Biarritz, France. She was going to a Krishnamurti conference in
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I’ve been a photographer for over 50 years. I live on the Big Island of Hawaii and love to swim in the ocean, play ukulele, work on inspirational projects, and have a vacation rental.
