Wandering keeps Abbie grounded.
At 19, Abbie and a friend drove to Mexico in search of adventure and wind. They wanted to kiteboard, but found that once they'd arrived, conditions weren't ideal. There was an absence of wind.
Abbie decided she'd search for something else.
What did she find? She found waterfalls, hidden hot springs and eventually, she found people she could relate to, people living a gypsy lifestyle on the beach, way out in the middle of nowhere. Abbie decided to stay.
Among those 75 people, each with their own nomadic spirit, Abbie met a Kundalini Yogi master and massage therapist — one who took her under wing. She read the woman's books, listened to guided meditations, did her yoga classes — immersed herself in a new, holistic lifestyle.
The experience inspired Abbie to go to massage school.
She studied in the jungles of Costa Rica, where all of the classes were outside. No walls, no need for music — just the beauty and sounds of nature. That's how she likes to do massage now, too — outdoors, in Door County, WI.
Abbie sets up her table and tent among the outbuildings and blossoms of her newly minted cut flower farm. She helps people feel better in their own bodies, to reach homeostasis — to heal. And she says that healing can come from her flowers, too.
"When I give someone a freshly cut, organic and homegrown bouquet, I see happiness and smiles — just like someone getting off my table after a massage."
Deciding to have a flower farm happened organically when she moved onto a defunct farm in WI. The buildings were there, the tools were available and wild flowers were already in bloom.
As she laid in the flowers with her 9-month-old daughter, the idea hit her, "We're on a farm, so let's farm."
Now, her daughter's two, and she can name more plants, flowers, veggies and succulents than most adults. Abbie's teaching her, like her own mother taught her, to appreciate growing and eating their own food, to appreciate growing and enjoying their own flowers — and ultimately, to appreciate sharing both with other people.
And when the flower season's over they'll pack it up and head for the hills, because they love the transient life — and the mountains of Colorado call for the winter.