Deep within each of us lives
a steward of the land,
one who keeps an eye on the sky and hands in the dirt, present to the flow of Nature. We believe that Nature is our healer, teacher, companion. Living in harmony with Nature – its rhythms and creatures – creates our path to peace.
We walk this path with friends.
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ABOUT SOUL FARM
I am Judi Harvin, and Soul Farm has been in my family for more than 50 years. Any place that you’ve been haunting for that long is bound to become spiritual to you. When I think about Soul Farm, I think of heat and dust and bugs. Sinking little girl feet into the mud. I was an only child, and probably a little wild, spending hours in the pastures with horses, becoming one of the herd.
I had a special tree deep in the woods. I’d climb so high, I could watch the cars driving several miles away, passing the old deserted one room schoolhouse just off the blacktop. The place was a magical escape from the world. A place to meditate on ants or clouds or bullfrogs.
Now that I run Soul Farm, it’s easy to get overwhelmed by all the details, but if I pay attention, I can still find time to walk in the woods, sit on an old fallen tree trunk, and stare over the fields. I love going out in the pitch dark night, so dark you literally can walk into trees if you are not with someone who innately knows where they all are (as I do). Sometimes I’ll start at the head of the long grassy drive and run full tilt into the dark. The feeling is one of lightness, ease and just a little fear.
If you aren’t diddling with a broken tractor, chasing a horse or goat up the road, or cleaning up a fallen tree, Soul Farm is a pretty simple place. I don’t even think about changing out of my dusty jeans or work hat before heading out to the hardware store for a part, because everyone understands hard work, and there’s no need to explain. And, if your tractor is stuck in the muddy fields in the spring or accidentally topples into a pond (true story), a quick text can get a whole pack of farmers out to help, because, as my friend Tom said, “To us, this is recreation.” Community is survival.
I hope to expand that community with our yoga retreats and share some of this magic with folks looking to simplify and slow down. To find balance in their own corner of the world and feel the beauty in the vast flatness of our Midwest. Maybe to garden, eat something right off the vine, commune with a horse, or take a Savasana by the pond.