Money does not grow on trees... words does, music does, flowers, paintings, love and leaves do...
Many years ago my husband and I lowered our living standards by running into the wild where we settled like pioneers and built our own log cabin. Hunting. Gathering. Growing.
We still depend (a little bit) on money but also on interaction- a feeling of "doing something" regarding the collective problems we face right now (climate change, social inequality, loss of meaning)
In the beginning it bothered me a lot but then it occurred to me: all of the trees are connected.
It is not a bad thing that we are dependent on our surroundings, tied to our cultures and in need of each other.
Most of the content makers I know either burn out, sell out or go out for cigarettes and never come back.
Because it´s hard work... it takes time, it´s takes energy, it takes dedication. Sometimes it feels like shouting into one of the big black holes in the universe.
That´s why I have this Patreon page.