🌕 14 Years of Harmony Farm: A Journey of Resonant Becoming

🌱 Saying Yes to a Vision

Fourteen years ago today, I said yes to a vision I could barely understood. After much listening, I would call her Harmony Farm. I didn’t know then that it would become a temple of sound, silence, and transformation; that it would extend what music and instruments teach me about resonance. I just knew that I was home.

When people ask what I grow here, I smile and say, “I cultivate harmony with a little melody and rhythm.”

Intimacy with the land and the cosmic cadence of my mission, orchestrated layer upon layer in harmony and dissonance, weave together a seamless quilt of life, experienced in this body to the fullest measure. Each uncomfortable moment helps me relax into a deeper cadential ease that reminds me life is what I make and remake of it. I never stop making.

🌬️ Listening to the Land

In those early days, I listened mostly to the wind. The call of coyotes at dusk, the trembling choir of cicadas, turkeys clucking or mule deer snorting. The soft pulse of the soil after rain is another unique voice in the music of here. Those voices are my band mates, always in concert.

I tune to a slower rhythm that asks for presence not mastery. A beginner’s mind is most welcome!

Hugging the trees is a dance with energy. Each has its own unique motion that I feel in my body. We move together in this lived wisdom and embodiment. I remember how resonance feels in my soul: a conversation between stillness and aliveness.

🔥 The Cycles of Creation and Renewal

Harmony Farm is a field experiment in sound, in spirit, in community. What I have built is to articulate the energies and ancestors whose presence I feel in my bones. We remember each other as we create a more perfect past with more ease, love and compassion.

Yes I have built here, but more importantly, I have been built — and re-built — in my own cycle of life.

Each new project, each circle of listening, each gathering under the moon has made itself known to me, deepening my understanding that creation is less about something new, and more about remembering what already vibrates beneath my feet.

Harmony equals a full bandwidth, not the band-limited reactions of fear or flight or fight. When presence remains and matches experience so that I can respond creatively, harmonic governance presides. Being in a state of harmony means listening to everything and moving forward with courage and intention.

Each new thing has only come about after letting go of something ready to pass on. Renewal requires death, and death begets life. How many times have I died here and risen from the ashes? I have lost count.

🌌 The Music of Relationship

Harmony Farm is a living score written in soil, breath, and starlight. Each day I remember that resonance is not made, but something entered into. Each tone, each ritual, each silence is part of a larger music that we compose indexing a new ancient future.

Harmonic intelligence is the tuning fork of memory, experience, dreams, and presence, as a fully lived symphony of life articulates the architecture of relationship.

In balanced harmony, this land whispers,
“I am here. Thank you for being here too.”

Together, we remember what it means to live attuned, standing tethered while touching infinity, as the sun and moon spin, and the stars witness our unfoldings.

🌾 The Living Field

Harmony Farm continues to demonstrate the living field in its web of relationships vibrating in every direction. It is a beacon of remembrance and an invitation to return.

It is less a place than a presence: a constellation of soil, tree, water, wind, and human heartbeat remembering themselves as one song played on the lyre and aulos.

This field that I have grown to trust deeply listens back. It holds the reverberance of every tone, every silence, every act of devotion offered here. The akasha lives, vibrates and resonates in empathy with life.

May all who come here find their own frequency of belonging,

and may the song of this land continue to echo for lifetimes to come.

The Infinity Temple at Harmony Farm