Living the Dream

Farm Life in Colombia!

While I was working in Singapore, every few months, a strong desire to work on a farm or do manual labor would arise. For some reason, I always felt that the kind of intellectual work I did as a research associate in a university was not real work. I felt that real work involved using my hands. I wanted to feel each cent I was earning, rather than to receive a fixed salary no matter how hard I worked.

In my imaginations, the farm was a place where your sweat nurtured the ground and produced the food you eat to survive. Farming was going back to the basics of life — self-sustenance! There is no work purer than this.

Farm life followed a fixed schedule. We woke up every morning at 7 am to do our duties. For me, I recorded meteorological data (temperature, rainfall, humidity), fed the chickens, and released Margarita, the donkey from her enclosure, and brought her home in the evening. My farm mates fed the cats and dogs, watered the plants, and swept the area.

At 7:30 am, we went to the hut for our daily session of yoga, led by Eyal. It was my favorite time of the day! Inspired by how good morning yoga made me feel, I bought a mat and continued my morning practice until this day.

At 8:30 am, we went for breakfast, prepared by Sara. And then at 9:00 am, we put on our boots and were ready for work. We took a break for lunch and continued another few hours before we rested for the day.

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