Life of a building

Four seasons have passed since the papers were signed and the commons hub was officially given its new name. So, I would like to take the time that my role and this season of death and reflection has granted me, to listen to the hub itself and try my best to communicate it’s perspective of the last year that it has; housed us, hosted our events, digested our waste, lighted our nights, resisted the elements, stood tall and strong.

My first cycle as the commons hub

I have lived many a decade over my hopefully short lifetime, during my time I have had seasons of sickness and disrepair, due to toxic human behavior and abandonment. However I have happily also hosted many a lively human and housed countless local critters within my aching bones.

It is the duty of my kind, and I accept this burden with great honor and purpose. Nothing makes me more anxious, than to think, that I would be abandoned again and left without life within my hollows.

winter

I was very grateful after some turbulent years, that last winter, the current human inhabitants chose to nest within me. They had cleared out a destructive bout of indigestion I suffered earlier in the season and decorated my degraded rooms with love and care. Which brought to me a renewed sense of hope, as I was beginning to fear complete abandonment and a quick degeneration,

to an ultimate ending off my beingness.

spring

The humans then began attracting others to further my regeneration, both from with in and out my boundaries. So, my inner space became further orderly and healed from the disease I had picked up last winter. The regions surrounding my structure, where the plant kind eternally encroached upon my membrane walls, were cleared and I felt space to breathe fully again. Ahh, such a relief it was! Also, I received a colon cleansing and my bowels were renewed. Oh, what a blessing that was! The chaos, which I had endured for some years previously, had been soothed with the caring attention of my nesting humans, and through their aliveness they cultivated seeds of the plant kind withing my liver room where they usually just drank and smoked. I had enthusiasm for the future once again. As I believed that the humans were here to stay, to become,

my humans.

summer

So, as the season of warmth and abundance approached, I was feeling an aliveness and strength that I hadn’t felt in many years. My humans attracted even more humans to come and celebrate their lives within me. Ah such joy! The strange noises that reverberated from my inner spaces out, had given me a great voice that filled the valley where I was born. With this magnificent voice I felt like a grand instrument of music, a privilege that the others of my kind who sadly spend much of their time quiet by their humans, know little about. I was loud and noticeable! Also, many strange but inviting odors emanated from my stomach room and gave spiciness to my normal smell. The buzzing of the many humans within, vibrated through my bones and I felt high with the abundance of life energy. I felt that I could blast off and float with my humans into the space surrounding the Motherhouse, to explore the other Greathomes spinning around the Centrelight! Wow, that was an intense time! Soo much change and interaction I began to worry, wondering if it would ever calm down. But at the same time, I didn’t want it to. I was party, I was gathering,

I was ALIVE!

Autumn

As the season of the fall came around, the humans were steadily coming and going. The celebrations were of all kinds and sizes; I was so intrigued by all the various groupings that had celebrated within me. There were an ebb and flow of human activity within me, that I remember having a creeping fear whether my aging body could handle all this action. Thankfully my humans had not just used and abandoned me like the earlier inhabitants, I could feel their continued presence and care for me and I began to believe that they had (and still have) love for me. However, all the action had taken its toll and some of my internal systems were becoming problematic,

fear crept in.

Winter again

So full circle we come back to the dark and cold season of snow and harsh winds. As the snow began to fall a mass influx of humans came and I was overwhelmed. My heat circulation shut down, and I felt too weak to accommodate a group of this size for so long. I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to handle it. Thankfully I survived, as did the humans, and I have been slowly recovering as the human flow began to fade out. I still feel the love from my humans and have faith that they will continue to rejuvenate my ageing body with their care and attention, and for this I will return the love and continue to stand strong and pledge my strength, to protect my humans and their friends from the elements, for I wish many seasons and cycles to share,

with my new family.

thank you for sharing your lives with me

your home

the commons hub

No, thank you!

for holding us while we try our best to get along

for taking our disregard and excesses

being unfailingly there so as to be taken for granted

for protecting us from the elements

for hopefully hosting many generations to come

love you commons hub, ❤️D