Wilde Kultur
About us
We are Nadine & Stefan, two modern hippies, mountain people and forest air enthusiasts. We left a life that had become too abstract and entered one that is all about a modern way of selfsufficiency, living in the rhythm of seasons and pure necessities.
We stopped being mad about too many things and started doing them differently ourselves.
Our search for a house
We are looking for a house / farm for us and our ideas. A little house in the woods on our own piece of land, a lot of quiet.
Because this is not the easiest thing to find, we are happy about your help.
Here you can read, what exactly it is that we're looking for...
Our Vision
»In a dream, there is a house
At the edge of trees and plants.
And to the right two apple trees
Are proudly shaking hands.«
This is the beginning of a poem written by Stefan in the year 2013. Since then that poem has always been present in our home and in our minds. That dream is an old one. We did a lot of thinking about where, how and with whom we want to live, what our everyday life should look like. And what it is that will make the difference?
We don't want to turn our backs on society. There is indeed much to worry about. But we don't want to give up on that. We want to live a life that feels like the right thing for us to do. Our doors will be open for those who are honestly interested in what we do. We will be learning every day and we do not want to keep that for ourselves.
»And one day soon – of that I‘m sure
All this will be for real.«
Home
Stefan Beyer, originally december 2013, translation december 2016
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In a dream, there is a house
At the edge of trees and plants.
And to the right two apple trees
Are proudly shaking hands.
Between the branches little paths
Will lead you to a hive,
Where bumble bees and butterflies
Are celebrating life.
You reach the town with pedal power:
Just down the hill in half an hour.
And sometimes people stopping by
Astonishingly wonder why,
Such messy, savaged lands
Can get you two full hands...?
The stream gives water
It makes the soil grow meal.
And one day soon – of that I‘m sure
All this will be for real.
