Natalia Sholina-Nesterchuk - Love for my Kin Domain 10.12.2020 12:30:19

If someday I still write a book about my experience of creating the Kin Domain, then this is its first chapter.



It happens that when you come to a certain place, you no longer want to leave. Nature throws amazing sunsets, heavens, the moon and stars and beauty blossoming, singing, into the furnace of your illusions and imaginations. And you spread in all these treasures and tears well up in your eyes with a mere thought of separation.



I did not experience anything romantic when I first came to our KD. As a fashion designer in the premium segment and an esthete by nature, I looked with amazement at the people I met on the road, dressed as if in Chinese rubber flip-flops and gowns. For me, it was a different reality. Moreover, our KD appeared in front of me as a kind of bare endless field, with which we had to somehow make friends.

Rural cottage, clean, tidy, but not adapted to life, without basic amenities, electricity, water etc.


It took long for the city husk to leave me. I remember my infinitely long and painful journey to the center of the village on a cobblestone road with high heel boots.

I remember the faces of the people in the settlement when I appeared in a beautiful evening dress to celebrate the New Year. And my first gumshoes in life. And the first acquaintance with the stove. And hand wash in the cold. And pouring from a ladle in an iron pail next to the stove. And intricate, unlike the refrigerator’s, the principle of the cellar’s work.

I would say, I still have a "comfortable" apartment in the city. But something went wrong with me - for five years I did not want to return to it even once, even for a short time, some kind of failure ...

Love to the Kin Domain
How did this happen? When? At what point?
Maybe when I was drenched in hot water, barefoot in the melting snow under billions of shining stars? Or when we returned at night in the creaking frost from the bath from our friends in a scattering of diamond fragments on the branches of trees and under our feet.



Or maybe when I was breathing and my whole chest was full of pure forest air. Or the aroma of a flowering meadow.
Or maybe when our son was born right in our house, so cozy and native.
Or maybe when I first realized that this is MY place on Earth.
I don't know ...



Now everything is different. The endless bare field became such a cozy beautiful glade in the forest, the cradle of my precious sprouts, flowers, bushes, grasses and trees.

Everything touches by its magical blossoming appearance, fluttering, buzzing, aroma, taste, color, sound, flicker, radiation and does not allow to pass calmly and quickly from point A to point B.



- Familiar paths through the hot field turn into shady alleys with a deep sacred meaning.
- There are living rooms and ancestral glades.
- The park is beautiful.
- And the forest is abundant.
- Cozy places for solitude and rest.
- And a summer bedroom.
- The usual comfort has also appeared. But there was confidence that it would be good even without him.

And with that the habit of dissolving in space and being a part of God came... Hearing and communicating. See and understand. Dream and create.



Could I have imagined on that first day of acquaintance with space that we would become part of each other? That this is a miraculous beginning of great mutual transformations, not visible to the eye, but changing everything from within.

Наталья Шолина-Нестерчук

Nataliia Sholina-Nesterchuk
https://www.facebook.com/natalija.nesterchuk
KDS Svetolesie, Kirovograd region, Ukraine

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