The Agony of Real Life off the Grid



The Agony of Real Life

Earthship Post #7


     It’s the middle of September and I already feel the chill of fall in the air. We’re only a few feet above the valley floor, but the temperature feels degrees colder being at the base of Grand Mesa.

This has been an extremely hard week. My Uncle passed away suddenly early Tuesday morning. Then we had to put my long time writing buddy down. Panther was so sick and weak he couldn’t even walk. Dave and I agonized over whether to let him go naturally or help him. We took him to the vet and he told us he was suffering and I was actually, prolonging his life by moving him to his food and water. panthersun

We both held him and said good-bye. He went very quickly and we brought him home. Dave buried him out on the point near the rim of the ravine. He was so strong and fierce in his prime-yet after this move he withered to a mere shadow of his former self. I’ll choose to remember him as he would strut home after the Sunday morning fights with our neighborhood cats. He’d have tufts of orange and white fur between his paws, ever the victor.

We’re weeks behind now on our building due to the planning department requiring deeded access to our property. We had our attorney handle it, which helped us out tremendously. I’m certainly learning patience and I pray Dave does too and soon, or God will continue to hand us more things to handle in our life lessons.

September 23

We had a pretty powerful storm move through. They were expecting 60 MPH wind gusts. The winds starting at 9 a.m. and Dave and I got things pretty well moved and anchored as best we could. The wind was steady, but completely died in the evening.

Then around 2 a.m. the wind picked back up and the rain started. Even though it made it hard to sleep, it was welcomed. It’s been so dry the moisture is a nice change. A lot of lightning and thunder, but not too fierce.

When I got up this morning and looked out the kitchen window there was a lone coyote right by our building site. Dave was ready to chase him off, but he moved on without any trouble. He was bigger than I expected him to be. We hear them yipping close, but they’re usually gone by daybreak.

I’m constantly amazed and thankful for the beautiful, wild place we have been given to live in. What’s very cool is that we’re only a few miles from town, but we get to experience wild life up close and personal here on our mountain.

Psalm 121:1-2

“I look up to the mountains; does my strength come from mountains? No, my strength comes from God, who made the heavens and earth, and mountains.”





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4 Responses to The Agony of Real Life off the Grid

  1. mark a says:

    Stretching physical, mental and spiritual limitations brings about lasting change adding depth to understanding through experience. A beautiful result is wisdom unfolds and begins to take shape, takes inventory, points out areas to work on and helps get the entire house in order. Be kind and encouraging to your selves and each other. God is good! God is Love.

    • vickieknob says:

      That is so true! I’m continuing to learn from this experience. I find this is true living, being outside of our comfort zone and letting God leading. So exciting to see where he will lead.

  2. webbermd says:

    My wife and I moved onto our property and into our off grid home in January of 2012. Our cat of 14 years died of diabetes two months later. My wife and I prayed we would be able to bury our old dog and cat on the “future” property we would one day own. Our dog of almost 17 years went almost a year later after our cat. It was tough, but God answered our prayer. I am sorry for your loss.

  3. Dwayne Reeder says:

    That’s what would be so special to me, the coyotes at all the rest of the wildlife. 🐺

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