What I’m really asking when I inquire about staying at a remote farm on Airbnb:
Am I safe to be still?
Am I allowed to relax enough to hear the pigs snore?
Do I deserve to rest?
May I slow my body enough to move like the wind through the trees?
Will I be able to feel the awe and wonder of Saturn through the telescope lens?
May I move at the pace I naturally crave, in sync with the rhythm of nature?
Will I wake with the roosters and sleep with the goats?
Am I enough to just exist in the present moment?
Will my brain relax from her often hyper-vigilant state?
Will I be connected enough to smile at the “coincidental address” in Rose Valley on Rose Valley Road?
What I’m really asking is: May I do all of these things, at will, today, tomorrow, right now, wherever I am?
I wonder if Alex, the Airbnb host, will answer these simple questions for me.
Oh, and what time is check-in?
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OMG!! I love this and the pictures are the BEST🥰