Until a few years ago, I'd never intended to buy a house.  Didn't want to step into the official culture quite that much.  Early in my adulthood I prefered to fly under The Man's radar.  I know now that I also believed that home owning was beyond my financial abilities.  

Some years later I expected that I would buy into the house owned by my partner at the time and in which we lived along with his four children, Dillon, Ben, Elias and Mikaela.

After Mike and I broke up I began to consider home ownership anew.   It still held little appeal.  I didn't spend much time at home.  I also liked the convenience of renting.   But I began to dutifully pay off my credit cards and follow a budget.   One day when I was living in West Asheville  it occured to me that  if  I could have the house of my dreams  then home ownership would be worth the hassle.

And what is the house of my dreams?  I want a home that uses solar energy, water catchment systems, and the methods of permaculuture to create a whole system.  And I want it to be located right down-town Asheville, NC. 

Last September at a retreat this dream exploded into a vision of whole community for my neighborhood, my city, my region, my planet.  Turns out my dream for my home was never just for me.  My dream can only truly come true when my neighborhood and city are invited to the table too. 

In this blog I intend to tell and record the story of this project.  I hope this journal will inspire all who read it.

This quote by Wendell Barry rings like a bell for me.