How We Came to Live in Findhorn

A friend who was decluttering his house gave us the book The Findhorn Garden, saying it was the right book for my wife Eveline and me. We read it, instantly knew Findhorn was the place for us to go, and booked Experience Week. In May 2004 arriving at Cluny we felt we were coming home.

After that we came twice a year and began wondering what it would be like to live here. However, our dream didn’t become a clear vision and eventually we decided it was not to be. I realised another dream: buying a grand piano with an inheritance from my parents. We thought we would no longer be able to buy a house, part of our dream, in Findhorn. It seemed right to swap one dream with another.

Back again in Findhorn in summer 2010, we looked at it with fresh eyes after a casual remark from George Goudsmit about the possibility of buying a house in the East Whins project in Dunelands sparked our imagination. To our surprise we started thinking anew about living here.

Strolling through the Dunelands, I told Eveline that if it hadn’t been for my love for her, I’d have been living in Findhorn years ago. She replied, “I’ll tell you a secret: me too.” Then and there, we decided to live in Findhorn, regardless of whether we could afford a house.

Unexpectedly, we did have just enough money to buy an East Whins flat. We left the Netherlands. December 2010, became LEAPs, and now patiently wait till our house is built – and I have my grand piano as a bonus.

Hugo Klip