To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together.
In 1998 the idea for re:Create (an annual gathering of creatives) was born with the first gathering in Largo, Florida in 1999 and the next year moved to Franklin, Tennessee. For eighteen years this unique gathering has been held up by three pillars of existence. Encouragement, refreshment, and diffusion of ideas.
A gathering (as Steve Jobs once said) of the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently — not fond of rules…pushing the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, I saw them as genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.
Messy, undisciplined, many of whom were christians filled with all the dysfunction, judgement and shame of that particular religion; here today, gone tomorrow, some forever.
A rag-tag tribe led by a founder with clay feet, who is—in christian parlance—a sinner. No sage with all the answers, rather an encourager with a lot of questions.
A leader that many of those christians ostracized forever due to his mistakes and sins.
But also a human being that a few grace-filled ones somehow understood was no different than themselves.
Eighteen years. More than half of small businesses, according to the Small Business Administration, survive for five or more years, and only a third of them survive for more than 10 years.
I’ve often said, opportunity lies where one’s passion meets a need.
There was a need. A hunger for creatives to gather and BE together.
If for no one but myself, re:Create has met that need. It has shown me that there are others like me. Certainly not every re:Creator—but enough crazy ones, misfits and rebels—to give me hope.
Everything has a season. In 2006, my season as a minister of Creative Arts came to an end after twenty-nine years. And now, the season of re:Create has come to an end.
I am already off the grid living a new dream. For the past two years.
Kalien. A place of encouragement, refreshment, and diffusion of ideas.
My focus, my energies, and yes, my passion must now be centered here at this fifty-five acre wilderness retreat nestled in the verdant Appalachians called Kalien.
A place where less is more. Still space to gather, but only one or two at a time rather than twenty-five to a hundred and fifty.
I need solitude and healing. Time to be. To explore the essentials of my existence: freedom, meaning, encouragement, nature, sensuality, relationships, and the ideal of home. At home with a muse (Gina) who understands me, inspires me, encourages me, and helps this fragmented and very fragile person feel there is hope for wholeness and being once again.
We will be living of the land now. Our home. A season of seeking wholeness. We plan to live every day to its fullest until the day we die fulfilled.
Come and join us for a day…or more. We will BE here.