From Turtle Island to the THA
The following is a work in progress. It was triggered by the Topic - Buying the Caravan Park in 1983 and the desire to clarify how the agreements then have shaped the development of the
Involvement in the Community at Findhorn
After returning to Findhorn from England and the art therapy courses, I became more involved in the Foundation than when I was teaching. I worked in the Home Care Department at the Community Centre and
Living Record – Conferences at Findhorn
The following impressive list of Conferences at Findhorn in the Living Record initially only covered the years 1972-2005. Some amendments have been made to cover the time up to 2019. It lists over 120 conferences
The Planetary Game at Findhorn, 2006
From November 13-17, 2006, almost 100 people from the Findhorn Community, as well as 19 guides, also all present or past members of the community, gathered together in the Universal Hall to play the Planetary
Wednesday Afternoon Cooking Shift
In the early years of joining the community, I would help out in the kitchen sometimes. In 1999 I had been away in South Africa for three months and when I came back people were
A Eulogy for Mena
On 27th November 2022, after a short illness, Mena Vieira released the physical form that held her bright spirit, big heart and tremendous passion for life. As an educator, community builder, global networker and so
Some Anecdotes from Living Here
Real events in my time in the Ecovillage Around 2001, I was looking for a writing idea so I could make regular contributions to the Rainbow Bridge – the community weekly magazine. My wife, Veralyn,
Two Beings, Magic and the Findhorn Foundation
Two Beings, Magic and the Findhorn Foundation Once upon a time, in the magic kingdom of the Findhorn Foundation, there lived two beings of the human nature. These two beings came from very different places.
Growing Up in Findhorn Then & Now
COMMUNITY: THE PEOPLE Growing Up in Findhorn Then and Now Family Schnadt 1984 I grew up in the community in the 80s, very happy times for me, and those fond memories drew me
Listening to the Land
Listening to the Land You are the Dragon standing between Heaven and Earth. An oil rig between the toes of one foot, the Bay curved by the instep of the other. It has been said
