Helping Me Help You: A Dancing Rabbit Update
Ask not what your community can do for you but what you can do for your community, right? Christina here, writing about giving help and
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November 21, 2023
Ask not what your community can do for you but what you can do for your community, right? Christina here, writing about giving help and
Allium with her new blue front door. Photo by Liz. The time of year between September and December is filled with a sense of urgency
To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And
On Prairie’s last night at Dancing Rabbit we swirled her up into a big, spiraling group hug and sang: All is change. All is motion.
This is the time of year when there is just too much of the good stuff. I find myself starting something, spending an hour or
Dynamic duo, Liz and Graham, in front of Graham’s hand-carved welcome sign for The Hub. Photo by Squirrel. As an acupuncturist, I follow the basic
The garden at Woodhenge. Photo by Chad. Who cooks for you? Who cooks for you all? Good question. We cook for each other, I guess?
Greeting friends of Dancing Rabbit, Danielle here, writing to share a note from the desk of the outgoing Executive Director. As some of you have
Prairie, Sam, and Angela on the day of the big move. Photo by Katie Renner (Prairie’s grandma). “We’re moving to Dancing Rabbit,” my mom said
Toren and wexer Cory channel teen angst at Althea’s 14th birthday party. Photo by Emeshe. How many past selves do each of us carry? And
A vase of flowers on Christina’s desk. Photo by Christina. Every year as the Queen Anne’s lace dots the side of the roads around the
Prairie’s little house takes a hit from a storm. Photo by Toren. It’s hot. And sticky. Sweat makes riverbeds of my spine and belly. I
The SubHub Tool Palace in all its glory. Photo by Liz. My life has been moving along pretty smoothly lately, and the “what’s next” steps
We rolled the giant snail shell of hay down by the vineyard where we’d planted rows of thornless honey locust and mulberry trees. The “brake”
Prairie and Josephine pick some chickweed. Photo by Emeshe. Chirping. Cheeping. Chirruping. Hooting. Trilling. Peeping. Crowing. The roar of birdsong wakes me up at 6
As a participant in the visitor program, I imagined that at Dancing Rabbit (DR) I would learn about permaculture and the use of natural building
Swiftly growing garlic in Ironweed garden. Photo by Prairie. Ah, this place. Ever-changing with the sun and wind, time and temperature, animals and water. Where
K* and Daniel clowning around after the burn. Photo by Erika. Being an intern at Dancing Rabbit is a great opportunity to spend time at
A common question I get about my building project is: when will it be done? I want to explain my answer to this, as it
Most of us are only used to having decision-making power over things we own; not my house, not my rules. But that’s not how things work around here. In the village, people can take responsibility for things they don’t, and will never, own. In fact, people are expected to take ownership without owning, and this pokes at our most visceral fears around security, safety, and scarcity.
Sometimes, I can fall into a trap where I feel like I’m doing the same thing every day and not really getting anywhere. When the
Plevna with her first buckling, Goatar. Photo by Mae. Our goat, Luna, is waddling around like a bowling ball on stilts. The past couple of
Dear Dancing Rabbit friends and followers, Do you ever wonder how you can support the transition to a more sustainable and cooperative world while going
One of the things about living somewhere that we have purposely chosen is that the choice always feels open to make again and again. I
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