Sounds Of Silence

Sounds Of Silence

Something rather profound has come of living out of our pop up tent trailer and sleeping essentially outdoors for months while we have been building and homesteading our 5 acre property. We have become so connected with the environment around us that subconsciously we have picked up the rhythm of our land. We know at an intuitive level when the sun will rise, fall. What weather is on it’s way. What animals have come around camp at night in hopes of scrap morsels left behind. And though the camper is extremely functional and truly feels homy and meets our needs, one essential aspect is glaringly missing; insulation. With the first wisps of fall season already descending upon us, we have found ourselves uncomfortably cold at night.

So last night, in an effort to stay warm, we took refuge in Terra’s Lookout Cabin. When the time came to turn off our lantern and go to sleep, we were struck, in a very uncomfortable sort of way, at the sounds of silence. Ironically, the sounds of silence were much louder than the sounds we normally hear when sleeping in our pop up. We felt disconnected from the world outside and as a result felt uncomfortable, cut off and restless. It was a fidgety sleep as we tried to adapt to this new environment and we longed to be back in our pop up tent trailer with it’s fabric thin “walls”.

But accustom we must. Weather reports are already identifying snow levels in the forecast and we are just 3,000′ from tonight’s snow line. It’s just a matter of weeks before we are greeted by our own fresh blanket of it. In the meantime, we are building our tiny house just as quickly as our bodies will allow. I don’t know if we will complete if before the first snow fall, but we are doing everything within our power to have that be so. In the meantime, we are counting our blessings that we have shelter and feel confident that it’s just a matter of time before we accustom to the sounds of silence once again.

4 Responses to Sounds Of Silence

  1. André May 5, 2014 at 9:51 am #

    Hi Gabriella,

    I just want to take a minute and share with you that this connection with nature and the enviroment is exactly what we yurn for. That feeling is accessable to all of us, the only obstacle in most of our way is the illusion that the more posessions you think you have the happier you’ll be…as you’ve resently discovered, this illusion is just that, an illusion. So very happy that you guys decided to go the way you did! And I am so very excited to soon be sharing the same lifestyle.

    Thanks again for sharing!

  2. Terri May 25, 2014 at 5:03 am #

    Hi, where can I see more photos of the interior of Terra’s Lookout Cabin? I can only see two or three partial photos. Thanks

  3. Ryan April 21, 2015 at 2:42 pm #

    Interesting. I have some related thoughts. I am a long-time, year-round bicycle commuter, haven’t owned a car in years. I notice, on the rare occasions when I’m in a car, that I feel uncomfortably disconnected- on my bike, I can feel the road and hear what’s going on around me, and I have no blind spots. Being in a car cuts me off from all that and it feels very strange. Also related to noise, I often wonder if there are studies of the long-term effects of low-level noise. I think of this because my wife and I live in the city (Portland, Oregon), and there is an immense amount of background noise. We’re not far from the airport flight path, so we hear that; there’s an auto race-track about a mile from us that operates all day, nearly every day, so we hear race cars almost constantly; we hear the freight train horns; the freeway; lawnmowers, weed-eaters, leaf blowers; traffic; the neighbor’s remote control car; and on and on and on… Usually, I tune it out and don’t notice it. But then, we will go camping somewhere quiet, or stay with our friends in the San Juan Islands, etc., and I will notice that I get more relaxed, sleep better, etc. I’m sure there are other factors, but I notice that, when I come home, the noise really grates at me- and stresses me out- for a few days until I get used to it. I often long for the sounds I hear on Lopez Island- the waves lapping the rocks; the barred owl who lives in the woods near my friends’ place; ferries in the distance; but mostly, the sounds of silence. A gift I wish I could give myself more often.
    Sorry for the long, rambling post!

  4. Gabriella April 22, 2015 at 12:09 pm #

    Thank you for the thoughtful response! The switch from quiet to day to day loud is really tough. I notice it too now that we have gotten so used to living on our quiet 5 acres. The good thing is that I am giving myself more credit for how resilient I am and that I can adjust as needed to pretty much anything. I used to think that the point was to minimize all the stresses but I can see that I was taking it to the extreme and that was creating its own stress. It’s become more enjoyable to just kind of show up for life as it shows up for me day to day and see my ability to deal with it, even when noisy! 🙂

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