The End...but no...
I decided to add a bit to my Findhorn story. I was remembering some other interesting details. I was elected to work in the kitchen and it was wonderful. All the kitchen machinery, like a mill and dough mixer had names. There was a bus called Daphne. The metal beings have their own devas and appreciate higher thought as well. Lunch was a buffet and probably easy in that all the salad greens were brought out and I made a large quart of dressing. It was vegetarian fare except for eggs. The hens were happy and well cared for. When hens stopped laying they were retired and allowed to live out their life. That was very kind of Findhorn as usually they are killed. There were goats for cheese and milk and I suspect they were treated with respect as well. We began our day standing in a circle with the kitchen supervisor who would be the "focalizer" for the day. We asked for harmony and blessings as we prepared food. I did not notice any tension as is common with kitchen staff sometimes. That is significant because we had an international kitchen. The supervisor was from Spain and spoke little English, People from around the globe came to Findhorn. They brought their own culture to the cooking and enhanced the variety for everyone.
It was odd that this trip was also serving as a honeymoon of sorts. My new husband and I had not taken a real vacation or holiday as many newly weds do. It was not a romantic experience for us. We found ourselves attracted to other people. I developed a crush on someone and even after returning home continued to dream about him. My then husband also was very attracted to a young Swedish lady. It might have contributed to our divorce in some ways. I don't want to blame Findhorn for that. It is always a choice people make. The guides for our group said that this happens to all couples at Findhorn. The emphasis is on personal growth and transformation. A couple might be holding each other in a stagnant pattern. Looking back, I believe we should have been able to reconcile our relationship but we really did not. From Findhorn on, our partnership became a friendship only. A few years later we did separate. I have done all kinds of soul searching about this and finally believe that separating was the outcome for us. Perhaps the only one that could have happened. I still have a great deal of love for my ex but realize there were vast differences in our world view and path. There is only one way we could have made it...to take giant leaps forward in our cosmic understanding and awareness. Somethings just take time.
Findhorn maintained that Arizona's Arcosanti was a sister community. I will post a You Tube video to show you the community. Soleri believes in being frugal. He has a wonderful design for a community that is only 2% built since its inception in the 1960's. We are fans anyway, inspite of the very slow pace. My son had an internship there. If they are to move more rapidly, we think create a wonderful environment for the interns who are free labor. That means spend some money on air conditioning for the summer months and maybe reduce the fees. In the 1980's Peter Caddy visited Phoenix and I was at a gathering with him and some other Highlanders. It was an amazing synthesis of men in kilts and us Arizona culture...not red neck, and not native American...just our own style here. The Scottish Highlanders were a men's choral group and they were so talented. Arcosanti just needs a money infusion of some type. They have built a swimming pool, green house, community cafe and kitchen, some guest house lodging, a chicken coop, and slowly now it it a small community of about 60 year round residents. I do applaud Findhorn for carpe diem attitude. They got their community to thrive in a relatively short time. Soleri needs to have the same guidance Eileen had. Anyone wanting to do something like this: Arcosanti/Findhorn...please email me: email@example.com
Arcosanti Link: You Tube
As I continue to have more vivid recall...I will return and update. The original post was very nut shell and skinny in details. It is a good over view. And it has taken years to remember all the emotional and personal challenges I faced when there. Life was asking me to grow.