Most of my life, I’ve been a pretty determined little nester who greatly enjoys having a nice space to live and all the comforts of home. We’re not talking Martha Stewart levels here, but I’ve been very firmly tied to the idea of a sanctuary of my own, a safe space to get away from the world, a place I can decorate, dream, adapt, and imagine possibilities for its future. When I’ve moved somewhere, it’s always been with the intention of staying years (apart from that one hellhole after graduate school, but we won’t get into that). I’ve always wanted…
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Being at the Krishnamurti Educational Centre of Canada is like being in a series of time capsules. Most of the buildings were built in or around 1958, and while they’ve been lovingly maintained, they haven’t been updated except for perhaps a few features in the 1980s. So there’s some textures and patterns that have a weird childhood familiarity from parents’ or grandparents’ places, but still well-kept and cared for. And then if you step outside, and wander off into the fields and forests or down to the cliffs along the ocean, and pick a spot and sit there for a…