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Beth Hardwick posted this on 03rd Mar 2010
It seems so long now that we have been plugging away on this dream, this project, and sometimes I can find myself running out of steam and wondering if we’ll make it to the end.
It’s in these moments that I allow myself to dream again.. to visualise the hours, days and moments which will follow once we are open - and I am reminded that this is a journey worth the hard work.
For me Bivouac is far more than just a place to take a holiday. It is more than a creative expression of how to use nature, people and places to their potential. Its more than the land search (which is now complete) and more than finding investment (also virtually complete) and more than linking in people with passion (an exciting ongoing journey). For me.. it is after the site is developed and we are open that the real journey of Bivouac takes place.
I have a journal of notes, pictures, thoughts and ideas which are brimming with ideas for the years which will follow. I am looking forward to finding that rhythm in this where I can give of myself to this project and see these ideas jump from these pages in my book into life and see others enjoyment.
I want people to come to The Bivouac and be lifted in their spirits, challenged in their souls, moved toward a better way - and all by very simple ingredients of care, time, love and inspiration. Through the food they eat, the views and atmosphere around, the event which takes place, the fire pit stories, the workshops on offer to the deep sleep they get.
So - when I am feeling that this is a lot of hard work… when I wish that we were earning a wage… when I worry if our girls need more time with us.. or at least better time when they are with us… I just stop - and visualise this dream.
Come for a cuppa when you see our ‘open’ sign. I’d love to offer you some cake. x