Another precious day at the farm is complete; simple moments and simple pleasures. No interaction with the cats, dogs, sheep or dance with the horses is ever the same. There is no moment like the next or the one that preceded it. One could say there are no ordinary moments.
Another precious day at the farm is complete with no name to describe what the farm itself embodies. For almost three years, we have been determined and now driven to find a name for the farm, or shall I say, for a name to make itself known to us. It had not been easy.
Many hours, days and months have brought about searches in books, dictionaries, thesauruses, internet searches, Facebook post requests and discussions/brainstorming sessions with friends. I have even attempted to ask the farm what it would like to be named. The result? – A whole bunch of great words that simply don’t work in any combination we have thought of….yet.
For me, it has to be perfect. When spoken aloud it must sound like a melody and when written it must appear interesting and easily etched into the mind of the observer. Most importantly it must evoke the feelings of love, peace, connection and hope in those that experience the name. The name must awaken all the senses in those beings that know it. How difficult can it be for such a name to come forth and reveal itself?
I have involved my right brain and left brain together; my right brain only and my left brain only. I have consulted my inner self, higher self, intuitive self, my spirit guides and angels. Further I have turned it over to my dreams, pulled cards and meditated on it. I have tried too hard, not hard enough and not at all.
What more can one do? Plead, prey, get down on my knees in the damp grass and beg? I don’t know why why WHY this is so difficult. It is a name….a simple name…..simple.
One thing I DO know is that tomorrow is another precious day. Maybe tomorrow I will know it.
