A community garden in Seattle, Washington. I went there once on vacation.

Sometimes I feel like an urban girl stuck in a rural girl’s body.

I don’t know if I’m the country girl walking into the city market wearing boots or the city girl walking on the farm in high heels. Or since I’ve actually done both…

I’ve lived most of my life in a small town… this small town. Parker to be exact. With the exception of a small stint in Blythe and Long Beach, CA, I can say that I was born and raised and settled in this small town. It’s great. I love going to the store and being able to stop and chat with at least 2 people whom I know well. I love being close enough with people to understand their hopes and dreams. I love being a part of the community. I love: The Rural.

Only, lately… I’ve noticed. I want sushi. I want community gardens. I want networking and brainstorming. I want brown bag lunches on how to throw an awesome pitch (business pitch that is). I want to see people eat, shop and play locally. And lately… I’ve been going into Phoenix a lot and I’ve noticed. The people are vibrant and caring. They are doers and creators. They are networkers and community driven. I want: The Urban.

I don’t want to move to Phoenix. That’s not what this is about. I do want to capture that exciting spirit of creating and bring it here, to my town. When is the last time we, the community, did something amazing? How long is it going to be before we, the community, do something amazing again?

Maybe these are just my frustrations speaking for me. You must understand that my brain is full of ideas. Exciting wonderful community benefitting ideas. But I’m just one Rural/Urban girl who doesn’t know where to start, who doesn’t have the resources, who wants to ignite others with the same excitement to DO!

Who wants to ignite with me?