I learned some time ago that I didn’t have to run to a mountain or a farm to find my place, to find my space, to find a safe and quiet place where I could gather myself, withdraw from the world, disconnect from the wired world and find myself. On our new farm, not far from the road, near the barn, with donkeys and chickens and sheep around, I have found a place, a corner, shielded from the world by trees and bushes. There, I think, I meditate, I do Tai Chi, I hope record my podcasts. I believe such a place is essential to being able to think in the world, and to go back to myself as life intrudes and flows away, and then returns with a crash. It is hard to find time and space to think, it is essential to health and peace for me.