The adorable Daisy
Daily harvest goes wild!
In the months leading up to this internship I never really pictured what my time here at Songaia would look like. I don’t know if I had any expectations either, I just knew that I would be doing some gardening and learning about permaculture. I also knew that because this is the first thing I am doing out of college I wanted to use this internship as a period to work on myself and prepare for the “real world.” Reflecting on these past four weeks my time here at Songaia has already been more than I could have imagined. Not only have I learned so much about how to grow food and how to do it in a resilient manor, but I have felt a sort of peace since being here that has slowed me to become more confident in myself. However, trying to portray these experiences and feelings has been significantly harder than I was expecting and I draw a blank every time I try to conceptualize it or write about it.
I think part of why I am having such a hard time portraying my time here is that I do not know the last time I felt this comfortable being myself. Between the relationships I have formed with the other interns and everyone else here, I have felt nothing but acceptance, support, and comfort. It's weird to me. I'm not overthinking every aspect of my life and to be honest I'm not entirely sure what to do with myself or this feeling.
I think there might be some weird juju here that is messing with me. Last week in the garden we talked about the dragon spirit that may or may not be lurking within the community and the more time I spend at Songaia the more I think there is something there.
I feel like this poem and series of photos are as close as I will get to portraying my time here thus far so please enjoy.
~The dragon spirit~
There is something about this place that I cannot quite describe
I don't think it can be described
It is more of a feeling
A sensation
Warmth
Calming
Everlasting
I don’t know the cause of this sensation
Nor do I want to know
In my head, it's the dragon spirit that watches over and protects the beautiful people in and place that is Songaia
I think part of why I am having such a hard time portraying my time here is that I do not know the last time I felt this comfortable being myself. Between the relationships I have formed with the other interns and everyone else here, I have felt nothing but acceptance, support, and comfort. It's weird to me. I'm not overthinking every aspect of my life and to be honest I'm not entirely sure what to do with myself or this feeling.
I think there might be some weird juju here that is messing with me. Last week in the garden we talked about the dragon spirit that may or may not be lurking within the community and the more time I spend at Songaia the more I think there is something there.
I feel like this poem and series of photos are as close as I will get to portraying my time here thus far so please enjoy.
~The dragon spirit~
There is something about this place that I cannot quite describe
I don't think it can be described
It is more of a feeling
A sensation
Warmth
Calming
Everlasting
I don’t know the cause of this sensation
Nor do I want to know
In my head, it's the dragon spirit that watches over and protects the beautiful people in and place that is Songaia
Jam sesh -- I made the delicious raspberry jam
 Feeding Alpacas at Ananda Farm! |  Fellow interns Julia and Joanna feed Alpacas |
Walnut harvest in the trees! -- This has been my favorite tree that I have ever climbed
Cat from Ananda Farm
My new bestie (chicks love me)
And of course my new favorite nap spot
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