Grocery Shopping in the Jungle. Living on a start- up farm, the majority of our 200 fruit trees still need several years of growth before producing, and our greenhouse is only a couple of months young, therefore the first heads of lettuce alone were nonetheless a celebration. That being said, a once a week trek to town for food is necessary as of now, unless we want to eat rice and fallen… Read More

The art of something so majestic, yet so destructive. A whirlwind of beautiful chaos, I’d say. Today, as I lay upon my hammock, I listen to the chickens rise as the rooster’s sing without a single care in the world. The familiar noises of the jungle are suddenly overrun by a hushed, foreign, slithering sound coming from beneath me. A noise so settle, so quiet, but so rare as to catch my… Read More

The second I begin to question my worth, I think back to that one time, almost a year ago, with my dad. We ran through the hot, sunny, paved dirt in Southern California, struggling to talk as we both breathed heavily. “So, I made friends with the young boy who worked at my hotel in Virginia. Told him about you, hoping to inspire him to do something he loved, rather than sit… Read More

It’s the feeling in the core Of constantly craving more. Knowing how to fly But being afraid to truly soar. It’s those nights of dreaming and fantasizing With the stars of your side, your excitement beings rising. But then morning comes and it’s time to shake those ideas away Because it is time for work the second your skin hits the sunshine rays. So you walk to your overpaid car Wishing you… Read More

The days begin to blend together as my iPhone remains shut off. The land sings to me every morning as I release the chickens, and any recollection of a “normal” lifestyle remains completely and utterly irrelevant to me. I no longer know life outside of these trees. Cars and technology are now strangers, as my new- found stimulation’s are howler monkeys, chirping birds, and pouring rain. I am in a place where… Read More

The bus rides The hitch hikes The lonely beach walks and the shared bike rides. Traveling with the moon and rising with the sun. Playing soccer as I go, with simple intentions of having fun. Learning from the tides. While embracing the uncertainty and enjoying the ride. With dirty hostels and hammocks beneath the trees I am letting go of everything I can to be free. As all I want from life… Read More

A typical day in a house on wheels. Taking advantage of strange opportunities is sort of the way to go when your home is the open road. We found a beautiful home for sale hidden in the back of a large piece of property in our favorite beach town of San Diego. Although some may see simply an empty home, we see an opportunity for an open shower and the luxury of cooking… Read More

Today is my first day back at the farm in Southern California after some much needed rejuvenation time spent up North. I appreciate the sunshine now more than ever. The simple, yet so, so fulfilling act of being warm. “What do you feel is your one true purpose in life?” -a question circling my mind today. A bee gently crawled onto my bare leg as i was picking oranges today. I lightly… Read More

Sometimes a house on wheels Is what our society needs to heal. Any day I will take not having a home base If it means avoiding the rat race. I will not be a human slave No, I will be out of the ordinary and learn to be brave And chase after the dreams that I constantly crave. I will continue to work jobs that fill my heart and soul I don’t… Read More

  It’s funny what we consider homeless back home in comparison to here. San Diego, Compton, Hawaii; any of the largest homeless populations of the U.S… my heart has always reached out to them. Each time I walk past these impoverished people in tents, with shopping carts full of clothes and blankets and usually a half eaten McDonalds bag beside them, my stomach clenches and my heart breaks for them. I am… Read More