Farm Fuck Fes Video
Demarcus Smith
Dear god, I just wanted ascension. But the fucking rain deer are so fuckin slow! I have a max buffer between me and the next rain and I'm still too slow to get to the next fucking den! Not to mention the deer will just fucking turn around as soon as they see you!
It is now my last night here. I have been volunteering on this farm in the south of France for a little over two weeks, but tonight I had to say goodbye to a landscape that is now so familiar to me. Since I got here, once every night I take a long walk along the winding road leading to the farm. There are no streetlights. You can usually see...
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I'm the anxious type. The over-thinker. The fatalist. And each new transition like this is an exercise in loosening the fuck up. More mindfully put, an exercise in letting go. And opening yourself up to the future with all of it's magical possibilities. And it works! I swear to you, every time. Loosening the grip we have on things, letting go of our need for control, is key to things flowing the way they are supposed to.
If the wonderful lady with a cat and a pool nearby wasn't the one, she just wasn't. If the farm with fluffy donkeys (fluffy donkeys!) in the mountains already found a sitter, it wasn't meant to be. The place that is waiting for us is out there and, to get to it, we need to learn to let go of the others.
Floating these options about, the chateau and the farm, I got to thinking about the feel of one compared to the other. How does living in an 18th century building, all manicured and noble, feel like? How does a remote farm in the middle of nowhere feel like?
Granted, one can get into flow both in a farm and a chateau. So lets dig deeper. What "frequency" do we seek? The grandeur of 18th century wealth would certainly wash beneficially over me! So chateau sounds about right. But chateau can also mean squared up hedges, manicured lawn, sprinklers. The "well-kept lawn" is for me a symbol of this same need for control that I want to keep away from.
So how about the farm? Being surrounded by nature and animals is intrinsically rewarding. The close contact with the elements can act as an anchor for my too-intellectual brain. Keep it from drifting into OoohaLand.
Granted, one can get into flow both in a farm and a chateau. So lets dig deeper. What \\\"frequency\\\" do we seek? The grandeur of 18th century wealth would certainly wash beneficially over me! So chateau sounds about right. But chateau can also mean squared up hedges, manicured lawn, sprinklers. The \\\"well-kept lawn\\\" is for me a symbol of this same need for control that I want to keep away from.
She came one day to a farm that closely resembled what she had always imagined a farm should look like. She persuaded the farmer to hire her. He put her up in an attic room with white washed walls. She learned to eat big meals. She seldom spoke, just worked and at night went walking. It was so quiet.
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