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Have you ever gone hiking in the wilderness and encountered little stone cairns? You know, those rocks that other hikers or park rangers have piled one atop the other to reassure you you’re still on the trail, still headed in the right direction?
Consider this post a stone cairn, pointing the way for you to keep traveling with me on my journey to creating a new life in the mountains.
Small Conceits began its life as my space for self-indulgence, a place to put my reflections on grief and loss and the luminosity of life as Coyote slowly left this world; a place to reflect and tell stories about what matters to me; a place for me to share my poetry when I’ve felt brave enough to do so.
But the yurt journey…well, that’s become a different animal altogether, and it no longer feels like it belongs on Small Conceits.
So, I’m moving the whole yurt thing over to a site I’m calling The Unhurried Path. There, I’ll recap and continue my story about purging my stuff and finding property and discovering new perspectives about what it means to live lightly on and in harmony with the land. I’ll also post now and again about the skills I learn and the gear I buy and the people I meet along the way.
Small Conceits isn’t going away. In fact, I plan to expand it, reorganize it, maybe even give it a new look. So if you like dog dialogues and aikido moments and random musings about life and stuff (or, for that matter, my attempts at poetry), keep following me here.
For more about yurt-ness and homesteading (or whatever it is my life turns out to be), I invite you to head on over to The Unhurried Path.
Thanks for being there for me. I love you all for reading my stuff. I hope you’ll continue to do so.