Fertile Ground

Summer Solstice is upon us and it took me months to figure out how to upload this video about spring (pimavera in italiano)! I wrote this post a while ago but kept getting side tracked. The last 3 months have been one delay after another. It felt intentional so I just didn’t book the flight to Italy in April or post about the first spring in Forcella.

In this time span, my dad died, I quit the job I loved unexpectedly and got a contract on my house the next day. That’s the short version. I don’t have the slightest clue about next steps. All I know is that I am having an estate sale and going to Italy for 3 months to the beautiful Abruzzo mountains to deal with it and bring Tre Sorelle to life.

Here is the post I wrote a while back. It’s perfectly timed, the relevance, actually.

FERTILE GROUND

Spring in Forcella arrived and wowza, she did not disappoint! We did nothing but clear the brush and turn the soil over and a glorious meadow appeared. I can not think of a better metaphor for this entire experience that is Tre Sorelle. Who hasn’t been turned upside down only to find yourself on fertile ground where your life blooms in ways un-imagined? The best new beginnings for me always come by way of clearing the brush, the cobwebs, and being turned upside down. And time. And detachment.

The entire experience so far of what is becoming Tre Sorelle, within the budding Italy Yoga Village, has been magical and I knew there would be amazing experiences. What I did not expect was absolutely no participation in something as delightful as a field of poppies, chamomile and wheat that just appeared among the resilient fruit trees. All we did was turn the soil over and let the earth decide what to do. Life unfolded, decisions were made by the universe, deadlines were met with no intrusion, no lists. We did not plant seeds, provide food or water. Apparently, the seeds were already there. The ground was fertile, fed only by the elements, energy of the people of older generations and new. And love.

I missed the first spring at Tre Sorelle but already she has taught me one of my greatest life lessons.