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They Built a Commune but No One Came



               By PENELOPE GREEN
               May 16, 2015
               Nytimes.com

               They slept in the barn their first               18th-century structures that they
               winter, on a straw mattress with                 had rescued from the area and that

               antique linen sheets and a feather               they began to reconstruct,
               tick. There was
               no electricity,
               heat or plumbing,
               so they made
               their own
               candles, used a
               chamber pot and
               drew water from
               a spring.


               They were born
               Michael Colby
               and Donald
               Graves, but once
               there, on 63

               acres in the Mahantongo Valley, a                painstakingly, brick by crumbling
               bowl of land in central Pennsylvania,            brick and log by log.
               they changed their names to
               Christian and Johannes Zinzendorf                But what if you built a commune, and
               and called themselves the                        no one came?
               Harmonists, inspired by a splinter
               group of 18th-century Moravian                   It turns out it’s not so easy to cook
               brothers who believed in the                     up a utopia from scratch. There are
               spiritual values of an agrarian life.            1,775 so-called intentional
                                                                communities listed in the Fellowship
               Their ideals were lofty but simple:              for Intentional Community’s United
               They would live off the land, farming            States directory: eco-villages, pagan
               with Colonial-era tools, along with a            co-ops, faith-based retreats and
               band of like-minded men dressed in               everything in between. But how do

               homespun robes wielding scythes and              you advertise, organize and thrive?
               pickaxes. They would sleep in                    “Don’t ask us,” Johannes said. “We
               atmospheric log cabins and other                 failed that class.”






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