We are gone from Hyampom.
Drifting away in the rear view are her mornings moistened by night’s dew, nights as black as the pupils they dilate, grazing goats and feeding chickens and the 2 large dogs that guard over their domain, and the earth’s mineral-rich perfume freed by the falling rains.
There was more to our experience in Hyampom than I can mention in this brief space. But in the space I allow myself there is not much room for you because you have to experience what my words can only suggest.
Why did we leave? We had practical concerns for our son, Solomon, for whom Hyampom was not the experience his soul wanted or needed. Solomon was very noticeably not himself on the property where we stayed. We thought it may have been the altitude, at 2400 feet, in addition to it being a new and strange place for him.
During our 11 day drive from Massachusetts to California every place, every stop was new and strange for Solomon and he was as energetic and active as when we lived in Beverly, MA.
It wasn’t the altitude either. Where we are now, which I will share in the next post, sits at 3500 feet above sea level and he is unaffected by it.
On the property, on that remote 120-acre property cradled on a breast of Hyampom, there was something – an energy – that felt like somewhere else was a better place for us as a family.
The remoteness of the property was at once inviting and repelling. Inviting because isolation can be restorative and refreshing. Repelling because I had lived in a remote situation, off-grid, years ago in Big Hill, Kentucky and had benefited from the solitude in such a way that the experience was complete and doesn’t need to be revisited.
I, we, are here to be out in the world among people, sharing, exchanging, transmitting, receiving, learning, and growing thereby. Isolation, beyond a short respite, is at this point equal to withholding the light and the gifts we offer and we are not driven by fear as many are. This much became very clear to me.
So we carry on.
We stayed in Redding, CA for 2 weeks in a hotel while we scouted places to rent for now until we buy again. We made our way through the city and met some wonderful people and moments. We visited Mount Shasta an hour north of and 2500 feet higher than Redding. In Mount Shasta we met more beautiful souls and inspiring sights.
We’ve decided to live in Mount Shasta for a year to see what we see and find what we find as our journey continues. I will be sharing our experiences and my reflections with you about Mount Shasta in the coming weeks and months.
Solomon is fully himself again and his joy serves as a compass letting us know when we are on course and off. Ultimately, our ship is guided by the stars, our vision is our map, and our faith keeps us afloat.
We make our plan, then follow it like a river. We have a destination in mind, but we respect the river’s current and flow with it. It will take us along its own turns and bends and through swirling eddies and rough rapids, all unforeseen and unknown. But the river will carry us through.