the journey to hiraeth

Today’s thoughts take me on a journey from the bustling city to a tranquil country haven—a dream that has been quietly whispering in my heart. Amidst the chaos of the concrete jungle, there’s an innate longing for a simpler, slower life, one that’s deeply connected to the land, the joy of growing food, and the charm of traditional skills. So, let me dive into this beautiful aspiration, a desire to embrace a softer, more fulfilling existence.

Living in the city often feels like being caught in a whirlwind, leaving me detached from nature’s rhythms and overwhelmed by the fast-paced modern world. I yearn for a slow-paced life—a chance to pause, breathe, and rediscover the true essence of living, where every moment holds its significance and time flows gracefully.

Among the tall buildings and busy streets, I find myself yearning to get back to the roots of sustenance, the joy of growing my own food. The thought of nurturing a vegetable garden and savoring the fruits of my labor fills me with a profound sense of accomplishment and a connection with the earth that’s hard to describe. From the farm to the table, there’s something magical about cooking and baking from scratch, as they bring forth simplicity and heartwarming flavors that store-bought meals can never replicate.

In this digital age, where technology shapes so much of our lives, the allure of old-fashioned skills is irresistible. I find myself drawn to the idea of learning to knit, sew, and create handcrafted goods, relishing the satisfaction of crafting something tangible and unique while honoring time-honored traditions that seem to have a soulful charm of their own.

Embracing soft femininity feels like a quiet rebellion in a world that often glorifies strength and boldness. I see it as an acknowledgment of the profound power found in gentleness and grace. The countryside provides the perfect nurturing environment to embody these qualities, where I can find strength in vulnerability and authenticity, embracing who I truly am without judgment.

As I close my eyes and visualize my dream homestead, I see vast acres stretching as far as the eye can see, offering the freedom and space to breathe. It’s a place where animals roam freely, and children’s laughter fills the air, creating a sense of joy and belonging that seems to have been forgotten in the city’s hectic pace.

In conclusion, while the dream of living in a serene country haven is still a work in progress, I’ve realized that I can begin embracing a slower life even in the bustling city. I can start by creating small pockets of tranquility in my daily routine, like taking leisurely walks in nearby parks or finding a peaceful spot to read and reconnect with nature. Gardening can still be a possibility, whether it’s growing herbs on a windowsill or cultivating a mini indoor garden. I can explore workshops or online courses to learn old-fashioned skills, allowing me to unwind and find fulfillment in crafting something with my hands. Embracing soft femininity can be an internal journey, learning to prioritize self-care and honoring my authentic self amidst the city’s hustle. And while I may not have acres to roam, I can seek out community gardens or pet-friendly spaces to experience a sense of connection with animals and nature. As I weave these elements into my urban life, I’ll continue to hold onto the dream of eventually embracing a full-fledged country haven—a dream that fuels my spirit and reminds me that a slower, more meaningful life is within reach, even amidst the city’s chaos.

Until next time