Curiosity Hacked, Oakland, California

Leaving Portland, the conference bubble and new friends felt tough so on arrival to San Fransisco we continued to seek out inspiration. We visited a space called Curiosity Hacked in Oakland. Sam the founder and director gave her AERO presentation via Skype due to sickness but we were so inspired we decided to pay her…

AERO Conference, Portland, Oregon

The one sure destination on our trip was the Alternative Education Resource Organisation (AERO) Conference held this year in Portland, Oregon in August. With alternative schools from all over America as well as researchers, veterans, writers and thinkers within the Education Revolution it was greatly exciting to be registered participants. The conference was MC’d by the most…

Portland Children’s Museum, Oregon, America

After the longest day of travel we had ever engaged in, 3 countries over 24 daylight hours, the best hot chocolate we’ve ever had and a lost bag, we made it to America, warped in a time zone mash. With a week before the AERO (Alternative Education Resource Organisation) conference and crashendo of our trip,…

Exhausted but Inspired, Devon, England

We have taken a few days in Devon, southern england. In desperate need of a recharge we found ourselves ready to call it a day, to book a return flight back to Australia. We found a small chalet at a holiday park here in Brixham, a quaint little harbour town and holiday destination. Being back…

Embercombe, Devon, England

We landed back into the mother land with a bit of a thump. Our plans had yet to fully take shape as to how we would be spending our 3 weeks back in England and I was now sick and on a rough emotional sea. With a week before our experience weekend at an educational…

GEN Conference, Arterra, Spain

We literally landed in a heap on the doorstep of the enormous old hotel that houses the Arterra Ecovillage community and this years 20th anniversary European Global Ecovillage Conference in northern Spain. Uprooting from Tamera we reentered convention and all experienced a clashing of worlds. Having battled sickness since we left Australia, Tom’s body had…

Where to from here?

We have now been at Tamera for 19 days, living in the guest area of the community. We took part in an introduction week last week where we gained an insight into many different aspects of the community. Based purely on our availability we were a part of the LGBTQ (lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer)…

Tamera, Portugal

Tamera is a small international community with big dreams of changing the world. About 180 activists work here together towards a goal of global peace. It is located in the Alantejo region of Portugal, a poor and arid agricultural area, half way between Faro and Lisbon, about 35km from the Atlantic coast. Originally conceived by…

The Foundation of Solidarity, Granada, Spain

After a few life changing days at Tamera we launched off in our home on wheels with a new shift in perspective also now onboard. Tamera had put something new on the table, an option, a life, a gift maybe. After such a short visit lots still remained unclear and this played with my mind…

The Place Of The Children, Tamera, Portugal

Our first experience in The Place of the Children came on our second day in Portugal and first day at Tamera, an ecovillage of around 180 permanent residents deep in the Portuguese countryside. Jet lagged and trying to catch up with ourselves we arrived at the community in a van that we’d hired for a 3…

The Green School, Bali

We have known about The Green School for many years, not making a tour three years earlier when we were last in Bali due to limited funds at the end of a long journey. It did however appeal to us back then and with our interest in education much greater now we were very excited…

Schooling The World

Australia is now to the south of us. We’re in Indonesia, in Bali. Life here is different, there’s a richness to the simplicity and the slower pace has been a blessing to us all. Leaving Australia felt like an extraction that caught me a little off guard. Our daughters screams echoed my inner pain as…