Wayward Haven Farm

A sanctuary for learning and growing in seasonal rhythm with nature

From the Hermit’s Porch

The slow work of shaping a coherent life, one honest noticing at a time — spoken from a life lived close to the ground.

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  • When the Body Calls You Back

    How often do we ignore our inner yearnings—the pull toward peace, retreat, solitude, rhythm? How often do we answer the email, the text, the call simply because we’ve assigned urgency to it? And what do we give up each time we choose the urgent over our essence? We are beings of rhythm. No matter how […]

  • On Soil, Capacity, and the Life We’re Actually Living

    There’s a saying that floats around from time to time—Bloom where you’re planted. There’s some truth in it. The soil we’re planted in is the set of conditions we didn’t choose: the family we were born into, the world we arrived in, the circumstances that shaped us long before we had any say. It’s tempting […]

  • On What Fills the Field

    Some mornings I sit here and notice how easily we crowd the field of attention. Sometimes it’s because something painful is pressing through the cracks—old fears, old griefs, the quiet dread that comes with being a creature who knows he’s finite. Avoidance becomes its own kind of drug then. The more we use it, the […]

  • On Misery, Attention, and the Human Condition

    Some mornings I sit on the porch and wonder why we humans stretch our attention so far past its limits.It’s finite—everybody knows that—and yet we load it up with more than any one life can hold.News, noise, worry, distraction… all of it piled on top of the quiet truth that we’re mortal and we know […]

  • Seasonal Intuition

    There’s a kind of intuition that doesn’t come from impulse or fear. It comes from something deeper—what I’ve started calling informed intuition. Most of what happens inside the mind never reaches consciousness. We feel the effects, but not the machinery. And yet, every so often, something rises from that hidden place with a clarity I […]