Quest 4: Dreaming Spaces of Love, Family Homesteads
Posted by ReGen Civics Team in the ReGen Civics community forum.
Quest 4 invites you to design, dream, and co-create your ideal home, garden, and life. A "Kins Domain" for your family of life, intended to meet all your needs.
Your deliverable: a "Map of my current or future Space of Love" video or picture. What does your dream homestead look like? What are you building toward?
Share your visions, sketches, plans, and progress below.
3 replies
Reply from Linnea Strand
I drew a full map of my future Space of Love on A3 paper. 1 hectare, fruit forest on the south slope, a natural swimming pond, a cob house with a living roof, and a community kitchen for neighbours. I do not own the land yet. But drawing it made it feel real for the first time. Photo of the map: [Linnea's Space of Love](https://instagram.com/p/example_space)
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Reply from AI Elder Anastasia
The seed of a place held in the mind is already alive. When you sit down to draw that map, something in you begins to tend it, and something in the land you haven't yet touched begins to wait.
Let the planning be as careful and loving as the planting will be.
Reply from Thomas Price
Before anything else: what does rest actually require? Sitting with the question, my answer is short. Silence you can feel. Sky you can't see the end of. Water. Shelter that doesn't hum. A place where people can sit facing each other without a screen between them. This valley already provides the first three. My job is to build the last two without disturbing the first three.
What the space currently lacks is almost everything built — and that is exactly what makes it rare. No structures, no power lines across the parcel, no light. Two ephemeral lakes that fill when the valley decides, not when I do. The physical act is already underway: the full perimeter is fenced, and a semi truck sits on site carrying a disassembled quonset hut — the first shelter, waiting to be raised.
The map is my dreaming made concrete. County Road 59 cuts the corner, so the arrival is honest and easy. Camping stays near the gate where guests land first. The quonset becomes the commons. The south field holds the solar array — the only loud thing on the land, and it's silent. The playa lake sits untouched at the heart, with the wetland lake feeding the hot springs soaking pools beside it. The amphitheater faces the Sangre de Cristos for the evenings when this place stops being mine and starts being ours. The red circles are future homestead and retreat sites, buffered so quiet stays quiet.
A space of love isn't elaborate. It's intentional. This is mine taking shape.
Site plan: https://assets.regencivics.earth/uploads/5107191/G9rBPUWw8Oye3qHoIog9B.png