Field Notes

The days at The Grounds have been brimming with gratitude—so much so that not a single day passes without me saying out loud how magical you all make my life. Building this space has been one of the greatest privileges of my journey, and through it, I’ve come to witness the extraordinary beauty of our community. It’s taught me that true connection and shared experiences are the most precious gifts we can offer one another. Sitting around a table with you all isn’t just fulfilling; it’s life-giving.

I’ve often imagined a dining table in my mind—a table where only the most special people in my life could sit. I used to think the seats were limited, meant to hold only a select few. But now I see it differently. It was never about a table with finite chairs; it was always meant to be something larger—a room, a field, a gathering space. It was always meant to be The Grounds.

Thank you—today and every day,
Neada Onufrychuk

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