I can remember at the end of every summer when I was kid, having to wake up before the sun came up, to get a ride from the town's lone taxi driver, who would take us on the long journey via the treacherous and twisty national roads of Portugal...
Erik Nelson moved from house to house as an urban dweller, never living in a space that he felt connected to. Until he found forest land that appealed to him and built his own home there. Or as he explains it: "While most people find a job and then...
This week Im working on a series of podcasts as well as an article for United Academics Magazine which focuses on people who have created their own home and work spaces. Those who left cities and suburbs, left houses and apartments, left conventional jobs, and moved to a rural...
The tall blonde blue-suited airport security worker keeps looking down at his screen and up at my face in suspicion, "So you work for who?" I try to explain my different jobs as a citizen journalist, but he only seems to listen to half of what I say. From...
It is the anniversary, though I don't need an anniversary to remind me of someone who's energy, wisdom, and spirit, I carry with me everyday. 2 years ago I wrote this text, and I re-post it because it never stops being true: When I was a child, he would come...
