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The time as come …

July 18, 2018

The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. This is a Public Service Announcement – may it reach far and wide – to let our adoring public know that we, as a collective, have decided to end the house. Not to end the community we have built – but to end this particular and very specific iteration of intentional community called the House of Commons. The reasons for us coming to this decision are simple enough. A lack of people moving in and the general feeling that we, as individual people, felt the seasons changing for us. It’s nobody’s fault, and there’s no behind-the-scenes drama – although if there was, I would definitely try to get us on Dr. Phil – we all love each other just as much as we ever did. We simply know that the HOC’s time has come to an end.

Of course we will be sad to say goodbye. Goodbyes are sad. In the words of one friend, “I am gutted” and in the words of another “No! I need my trash digging white people!” However, I would like to everyone to know that we aren’t disappearing. We aren’t going to hide our love away, even though the Beatles told us we should. I will still be around and plan to stay in the neighborhood. Things the HOC has taught me – loving honestly even when it hurts, the practices of sharing what I have with others, keeping an open door, caring for the earth, feminism, including people who I normally wouldn’t gravitate towards, seeing Jesus in the poor and marginalized, letting others care for me, breaking as many by-laws as I can, etc. – those are a part of me now and that part of my life isn’t ending just because the house is. I’ll take it with me.

We’re all looking forward to what this new season will bring in each of our lives. I’m letting go of the house to make room for something new. I fear and distrust the unknown, but I’m doing it anyway. Because it might be really good. You don’t know what will happen. I can only speak for myself, but I don’t feel as if it’s a time of mourning. We can be sad to say goodbye and still celebrate this weird thing that we built together. Because it WAS weird! Does anybody remember the Mormons? I wrote a poem about it. It was called, “Just Put A Mormon Between Us.” Anybody who was a part of the house over the past eight years – and there’s been like 800 people – this was your place too. It was for you. And you, by being part of the house, made it a place for me. You can make your own family. There is belonging in the unlikeliest of places and with the unlikeliest of people.

I never thought I would ever be a part of something like this – a hippie-adjacent Christian social experiment – and I don’t want to say all the trite things like “it changed my life” and “I am a better person” or even “I’m gonna miss you guys so much! Sign my yearbook! We’ll stay in touch, won’t we?” Please. Give me a break. But I will say this : I did not ever think that life had something in store for me like what I’ve experienced over the past eight years. Something wonderful, wild, heartbreaking, weird, surprising, hilarious, frustrating, and unimaginable. I simply could not have imagined something like this. Or, to borrow a pithier phrase, “You can’t make this shit up.” So it’s true what they say – about God giving you things. I used to roll my eyes so hard when people would say things like “You can’t imagine what God has in store for you!” But it really happened. (Aaaaaand I think I’ve hit my evangelical pep talk quota for the next eight years. You’re welcome. Don’t worry, I will still be holding Religious Cynicism 101 classes in my spare time.)

We still need a goodbye, though. You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here. Which brings me to informing you of the following :

August 9 is the LAST EVER COMMUNITY DINNER and I’m going to eat so much that I’ll probably have to be hospitalized after. Everybody get in here.

We are also going to have a goodbye party complete with speeches, a slideshow, and FOOOOOOOOOOD. FOOD! And dranks. Grape dranks. Date TBA.

Love Megan

Here’s a note from my sister wives

Dear friends, thank you for being such a big part of our little community here over the years. Your continuous support has been greatly appreciated !

From helping with community dinners, joining for house concerts, praying with us and for us, helping financially… the list just keeps going.

It’s has been incredible being a part of this intentional community over the past 7 years or so, and I am so appreciative of everything that has come out it.

I am looking forward to what comes next and the different ways we can continue to build community together !

Love Sarah

Dear friends,

I just wanted to say that I am really thankful for the House of Commons and that I was able to be a part of the House of Commons – I have loved being a part of the community within the house and in Bowness!

Love Elena

– check out our Facebook page for more info on closing events ! – final dinner and final party !

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