Curiosity Over Fear — Lessons from the Homesteading Conference
We just got home from a homesteading conference - an event filled with incredible information, new ideas, and so many passionate people. Yet, as always, life has a way of weaving deeper lessons into every experience.
One thread that stood out to me throughout the weekend was fear - how often it shows up when curiosity could be the bridge instead.
The Encounter
While chatting with one of the vendors, our conversation drifted toward spirituality. I mentioned my belief in the sacred feminine, and in that instant, I noticed a flicker of fear cross their face. Their tone shifted; they cautioned me to be careful about what I was reading and listening to.
A familiar wave of shame washed over me. That feeling of being “othered” for stepping outside the box. But instead of reacting or closing off, I remembered my practice:
Pause. Breathe. Soften.
I reminded myself I was in no real danger. I allowed my body to relax, thanked the person for their time, and walked away.
But the conversation lingered in my heart.
Reflection
Throughout the day, I kept turning it over. Here we all were - gathered to talk about freedom, self-sufficiency, and taking back our God-given rights. Many people expressed frustration with how industries and governments have lost their way.
And yet, the moment a “different” belief entered the conversation, fear crept in again. Walls went up. Judgment followed.
It made me wonder:
Why are we still so afraid of difference?
Why can’t we simply approach it with curiosity instead?
The Practice of Curiosity
There isn’t one “right” way to plant a tomato.
There isn’t one “right” way to parent.
There isn’t one “right” religion or political party.
So why do we try so hard to conform others to our way of thinking?
When something makes me uncomfortable these days, I treat it as an invitation. I ask myself:
Why is this making me feel this way?
How old was I when I first felt this?
Is this story truly mine - or something I inherited?
When I meet that part of myself with compassion, the tension releases. My body softens. A lens of Love opens.
It doesn’t mean I’ll agree with everyone, but it allows me to stay connected - to hold the vibration of love rather than fear.
And that, my loves, is how we begin to change the world.
The Invitation
So here’s my open invitation to you, dear one:
Where in your life can you show up with curiosity instead of comparison?
Can you imagine what the world would feel like if we all did this - just a little more each day?
Can you allow others to find their way back to Self in their own time, while you stay anchored in yours?
From my heart to yours, thank you for walking this path of returning to love.
Let’s keep softening, questioning, and opening - together.
In Peace, Love and Service,
Rebecca
