How It Started Vs. How It’s Going

The full, raw and unfiltered story of my homesteading journey, and how I've gained so much more than a pantry full of food.When I first started homesteading, I had a burning desire to become more self-sufficient and live a more sustainable life.

Ever since I can remember, I’ve been a rebel at heart, and learning how to homestead and become more self-reliant was a way for me to “throw a proverbial middle finger to the system” and live life on my own terms.

As a teenager, I was the girl who drove around town with punk rock music blaring from my car, Misfits sticker on the back and studs around my wrists. I felt misunderstood and angsty and like I desperately didn’t fit in with the world I grew up in. 

Don’t get me wrong, I had lots of friends and learned how to “survive” growing up in the city. It’s always where my roots will be. But I always knew in my soul that I wanted something different; Something more.


The search for something more…

When I entered my twenties, I evolved from that teenager into a young adult, and I started actively searching for what I felt was missing in my life; For where I felt I belonged.

I travelled the world, lived on three different continents, went to school, worked all sorts of jobs and met so many beautiful souls along the way. I experienced things beyond my wildest dreams, and made unbelievable memories with incredible people that I will forever be grateful for. But even though I searched, I never found another place that really felt like home, or a life path that felt like it fit.

On one of many international trips, taking the train to Salzburg from Vienna, Austria, where I studied abroad in my early twenties.

When I was 25, I returned back home to Vancouver from my final big trip abroad with the man who would eventually become my husband, Ryan. While we were still living in the city, we went through a phase where we started watching a lot of documentaries about our food system and our healthcare system and politics and the environment and on the corruption across all of these areas and industries, and suddenly I began to get the feeling that it was all of this that made me feel like something was off in my life.

It was the rat race of living in the city, being dependent on these systems and industries that I didn’t want to be a part of, handing my money over to corporations I didn’t support and feeling like a helpless consumer instead of an empowered producer and co-creator of my own life.

It was also at this time that I first began to hear the term “homesteader” being used to describe people who were consciously opting out of these man-made systems, producing their own food and living life on their own terms, closer to the way nature intended us to live.

Ryan and I started cooking from scratch to save money while living abroad in Australia. Looking back, this was the very beginning of the slippery slope that led to my obsession with cooking and growing food, and ultimately ended with us pursuing a homesteading lifestyle.

I was also suffering quite badly from anxiety and depression at this time, and was desperately searching for ways to heal and feel better without prescription drugs, which had only made me feel worse when I was prescribed them. I started becoming interested in living a more natural, sustainable life that was more in line with my values and with what felt right in my heart and soul. I started to connect the dots and got really excited about the idea of moving out of the city and living a more rural, natural, self-sufficient life somewhere else. It’s like a lightbulb went off and I just knew in my heart that this was the path I was meant to pursue.

Luckily Ryan was on board, and so we made a plan and eventually made our move out of the city and settled on Vancouver Island where we live now. Since day one of our move here, many things have gone sideways and we’ve been faced with all sorts of roadblocks and setbacks. To kick off this grand adventure, Ryan was in a massive accident with our truck and trailer on the way to our new home. We lost both the truck and trailer, thousands of dollars worth of belongings and most importantly, one of our beloved pets: Our cat, Puss Puss, who ran into the woods near the accident site and was never seen again.


The accident that (almost) changed everything

This was what our trailer looked like after the accident. It was a miracle anyone survived at all.

Ryan somehow came out unscathed, except for a broken arm. If it weren’t for the armchair in the back of the truck that we almost didn’t bring, the top of the truck would have been crushed and the outcome could have been much worse. It was my grandpa’s armchair, and I still believe that his spirit was somehow involved with saving Ryan’s life that day.

The months that followed the accident were some of the hardest of my life. I suffered from PTSD, I searched high and low for our cat, came face-to-face with bears and wild animals as I scoured the woods, spoke to psychics and pet communicators, hired bloodhounds and basically went to the ends of the Earth to bring our fur baby home. But it wasn’t meant to be, and we never did find her. Luckily we still have her brother, who has been the most incredible companion through thick and thin.

Puss Puss on the right, with her brother Lucifer, who has been the best companion I could ask for through all of the ups and downs of life.

I’ve never openly written about the accident or about losing Puss Puss before, in part because it’s hard for me to relive, and in part because I’m afraid that people will mock me for the level of devotion I had/have for a cat. But as anyone with pets knows, our fur babies are part of our family, and especially at this time, we didn’t have our own children yet, so she really was my baby and I felt that I’d failed her by forcing her to move in order to pursue my homesteading dream and allowing this to happen to her.

One of the psychics I spoke to during this time accurately predicted that I wouldn’t find our cat, but he did see a baby in our very near future: A girl. We hadn’t planned on having a baby quite yet, so it felt like it was out of the blue. But within a couple months, I was pregnant with our now 6-year-old daughter.


Brighter days ahead: How a new baby and a new hobby gave me hope and purpose

Life began to move forward and I began to find healing as we started our new life on the island. I threw myself into gardening and homesteading in the spring of 2016, and actively started practicing some of the homesteading skills I’d been learning about and tackling the projects I’d wanted to try for so long. Having the pregnancy (and eventually a new baby), a new teaching job AND our new lives as “modern homesteaders” to focus on helped get me through those difficult months and gave me something to focus on and reasons to wake up excited for each day.

Our first grape harvest with our daughter Evelyn, who was only about a month old at the time.

Shortly after having our daughter, Evelyn, I became pregnant again. We were ecstatic! I’d always wanted to have two children who were close in age. As an only child on my mom’s side and the oldest with a half sister and half brother roughly a decade younger than me on my dad’s side, I’d always wished I’d had a close sibling like that of my own. Ryan is two years apart from his brother, so he wanted that too.

But around 4 months into my pregnancy with our second child, we found out something was very wrong. After multiple tests and specialists, we got the news that is every expectant parent’s worst nightmare; That our baby had a serious and irreversible medical problem that occurred during early development, and if he survived birth he would be faced with a lifetime of surgeries and struggles that I wouldn’t wish upon anyone.


The angel we lost, and what we gained in the end…

As badly as I wanted to hold him in my arms, we knew that the most compassionate, selfless decision was to spare him from suffering. We made the heartbreaking decision to terminate our pregnancy at 24 weeks. I gave birth to our son, Phoenix Rain on June 15, 2018. I share more about our experience with this loss and terminating a pregnancy for medical reasons right here.

A treasured keepsake: Handprints and footprints to remember our son, Phoenix Rain.

Since losing Phoenix, I’ve had three more early miscarriages, with the last being last summer, 2021. The losses have all been incredibly difficult, and at times I wondered if we would ever have another baby. But in my heart and soul I knew we were meant to have another child, and I’ve always felt very strongly we were meant to have a boy.

Over the past 5 years, we’ve been on a rollercoaster ride of trying (and failing) to complete our family. At the same time, we’ve also gone through numerous job losses and changes, started two businesses, bought our first property, and completely transformed from city kids who didn’t know a thing about producing food or living a self-sufficient life, to growing hundreds of pounds of food each year, canning and preserving dozens of jars for the pantry, baking our own bread, raising chickens, making our own herbal medicine and truly creating the life of our dreams.

It’s been a wild ride to say the least, and although there have been many hardships along the way, I’ve never once felt that we were on the wrong path. In fact, homesteading –and the empowerment that comes from living this lifestyle– is what has helped me to feel in control over my life, even when everything else has felt out of my control. In fact, through all of the struggles and challenges we’ve faced since moving here, my anxiety and depression have never once been anywhere near as bad as they were when I lived in the city.

This lifestyle –while hard work– has given me so much purpose in life, and has helped me to feel both empowered and connected to something greater than myself, even during the most difficult times and darkest hours of my life.  It’s so much more than a garden, or a pantry full of food.


My spiritual awakening

Over the course of the last decade or so, my faith has also evolved and been strengthened in ways I never could have predicted. Growing up, I used to consider myself an atheist, but I now have no doubt in my mind that there is something bigger that we are all a part of. Some call this God, some call it the Universe, some call it a higher power. We can argue all day about semantics, but I believe that we all essentially believe in the same thing and understand and connect with this power in our own unique ways.

I never would have expected that our homesteading journey and the way our life has unfolded as we pursued this adventure would turn into the spiritual journey that it has, but in many ways I feel we were meant to follow this path because our souls were meant to have the experiences and learn the lessons that are put in front of us. I think this is true for all of us, whether we choose to believe it or not, and I feel strongly in following your heart and the path that calls to you, because I think that’s a nudge from the Universe (or God) that you are meant to pursue that which lights up your heart and soul.

This doesn’t mean, however, that you won’t be faced with challenges, setbacks and failures along the way. In fact, it’s inevitable that you will face these things, and that your faith and perseverance will be put to the test. But in my experience, it’s also these challenges that teach you the most and help you to grow and evolve as a person, as a homesteader, and at whatever else you’re doing and becoming.

Crops fail, animals die, babies don’t make it. You learn that nature is cruel, but also beautiful and life-giving and full of abundance. You learn to appreciate everyday miracles in a different, more intimate way, and the lessons you learn from the hardships you face help to shape you as a person in ways that you could never have imagined. But you also learn to be grateful for every small blessing. When one crop fails, you’re even more thankful for the crops that survive and thrive. When certain things don’t work out as planned, you’re even more grateful for the things that do.

Homesteading and gardening have taught me to count my blessings. While challenges and failures are still hard, I try to take the lesson for what it is and move on, and I always try my best to be grateful for the one perfect tomato on the vine, rather than dwelling on the dozen that didn’t work out.


On having faith and putting one foot in front of the other

All of this to say, even when times have been tough, I’ve never once felt like giving up on this lifestyle or on our big goals and dreams. We’ve persevered through thick and thin, and although we’ve failed and come up short many times in both homesteading and life, we’ve always picked ourselves up and kept going. 

After the loss of our son, I decided to quit my full time job as a teacher and stay home with our daughter while working on my blog and on building a business where I could do and teach what I love and earn an income from home on my own terms to support myself and my family.

I’ve shared many parts of our story on the blog and in email newsletters and social media posts before (although I don’t think I’ve ever shared the full story in as much detail as I just have here). More and more of you have joined me over the years and have taken a vested interest in our family and our journey, and shared your own stories and hardships with me. My readers, along with the many other bloggers and homesteaders that I’ve met online, have become an invaluable support system and community that I never knew I needed, but that I’m so glad that I’ve found; People who “get it” and who don’t think I’m weird for wanting to stay home, bake bread, feed chickens and grow vegetables! 

If you know, you know;)

So many of you have rooted for us and our family, cried with us when we’ve lost babies, prayed for us and offered love and guidance along the way. All I’ve ever really wanted is to be a living example to others of what is possible when you set your mind to something, have faith and continue to put one foot in front of the other no matter what.

All of this being said, this is my incredibly long way of announcing that after years of staying true to our path, having faith and continuing to put one foot in front of the other, we just found out that we are expecting a healthy BABY BOY, due to join our family in just a few short months! 

After many long years of trying (and failing) to complete our family, we’re elated to be expecting a healthy baby boy to join our family by the end of this year!

I’m currently 20 weeks pregnant, and while I’ve obviously known I was pregnant for a while, I didn’t want to get too excited until I had my 20-week anatomy scan, because that’s when it all fell apart with our second pregnancy. I had that scan the other day and not only did everything look perfectly healthy and normal, but we learned that we’d finally be getting the son we’ve long hoped for.

It’s been a long journey, and on the medical end of things, it’s taken a lot of digging, advocating for myself and getting second, third and fourth opinions trying to figure out why I was experiencing so many losses. In the end I found out I had something called Chronic Endometritis, which is essentially a low-grade infection in my uterus that I believe was caused by the c-section I had when I gave birth to our daughter; A c-section I didn’t want and probably didn’t need, but that I felt pressured to get in the deliriousness of the moment.

I’ll never know for sure what caused it or if it was indeed the root of all my pregnancy problems, but when I pushed for more testing and finally got a simple round of antibiotics (after being told over and over that there was nothing wrong), the endometritis cleared up. I got pregnant again almost immediately and so far we have a healthy baby boy on the way.

It’s been an emotional past few days, but in the best way possible. I’ve done a lot of reflecting and have just been sitting in so much gratitude to the Universe for answering our prayers. I feel that my faith has been affirmed in so many ways, and I’ve felt so incredibly blessed to be living a life that lights me up, provides me with so much abundance and has put so many amazing people and beautiful experiences in my path.

But I’m also grateful to myself for persevering when times got tough, for following my heart and keeping faith even in the darkest hours, for standing up for myself and advocating on my own behalf (and on my family’s behalf) as we tried over and over again for a healthy baby, and for always dusting myself off and trying again, stepping out of my comfort zone and pursuing my biggest goals and dreams even when I knew the road ahead would be hard.

Life hasn’t exactly been a walk in the park for just about any of us these past few years. Ever since COVID hit in 2020, everyday people from all walks of life have struggled to make ends meet; To keep their businesses open; To stay healthy (both physically and mentally); To put food on the table; And to stay true to themselves and their convictions even in the face of severe societal pressure, division and fear mongering from the top down.

More people than ever before in modern times are taking an interest in homesteading and in becoming more self-sufficient because it’s more obvious than ever how important this lifestyle and these skills are becoming. But at the same time, more and more people are feeling hopeless, defeated, and doubting their own abilities to provide for themselves and their families and persevere through these difficult times.

If there’s one message I want to share with you loud and clear right now, it’s to never give up.


Trust the path, and never give up

Yes, times are tough right now. Yes, you will face challenges and hardships on your path that will feel insurmountable in the moment. Yes, you’ll cry, and sometimes you’ll even fall to your knees and curse God, or wonder if there is a God at all. But I promise you that if you pick yourself back up and you keep trying again, God –or the Universe, or a higher power, or your higher self, or whatever you choose to call it– will be there to support you. I promise that even when it seems as if everything in your life is falling apart, there are always blessings wherever you are willing to look for them.

Always count your blessings, no matter how small.

This is as true in homesteading as it is in life in general, so no matter what path you’re on, no matter what obstacles stand in your way, just remember that you are strong enough to overcome them. You are not powerless. You are powerful! But sometimes you’re going to need to dig a little deeper, and believe in yourself and in something bigger than yourself that you were made for something more, and you are meant to succeed, even when it seems like everything around you is falling apart. 

As Marilyn Monroe one famously said, “sometimes things fall apart so that better things can fall together.”

The Universe is always conspiring for you, not against you. If there’s one lesson I’ve taken away over the past few years, it’s this.

When I first began homesteading, I had a burning desire to become more self-sufficient and live a more sustainable life. I was the girl who drove around town with punk rock music blaring from my car, Misfits sticker on the back and studs around my wrists. I felt misunderstood and angsty and like I desperately didn’t fit in with the world I grew up in. 

Today I’m the mama with stretch marks on my belly and battle scars on my heart. I’m the woman who gardens and cans food and makes her own tinctures and believes in something greater than herself and fights every day to stay free in a world that feels increasingly engineered to keep us hopelessly dependent. Today I feel whole and at peace, and connected to a higher power and a higher purpose. I feel like I’ve finally found the place where I belong.

I don’t know what the future will hold for me or for anyone else, but one thing I do know is that no matter what happens, I’ll be ready to face it head on, and I’ll always have a space right here for anyone who wants to join me. 

Oh, and I’ll have a pantry full of homegrown, homemade food for my family, and for anyone who pulls up a chair at my table.

What about you??




  1. Amanda

    Thank you so much for sharing your story and congratulations!!!! 💙💙💙

  2. Debbie sykes

    Anna Thank you for sharing your journey and I’m so happy you and Ryan are going to be parents again stay safe and take care it will all be worth it in the end. Happy gardening and canning all the bounty!! It’s hard to lose so much I lost my second daughter in June I was devestated and still wonder why but I do know she isn’t suffering so I am thankful for the tender mercies of my Father in Heaven.

    • Anna Sakawsky

      Hi Debbie,

      I’m so sorry to hear of your loss! Obviously there’s nothing I can say to take that pain away, but I have found healing in believing that things all work out the way they’re meant to, even if we’re not aware of the reason why. I feel our son is coming to us in divine timing, and that perhaps the losses were because his soul wasn’t ready to be born yet. I know that not everyone takes comfort in this belief, but for me this is what has helped get me through. Love, healing and prayers to you. I sincerely hope that someday you welcome another healthy baby into your life <3


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Do you dream of escaping the rat race and starting a homestead far from the chaos of the modern world?

It’s no surprise that in this day and age, more and more people are ready to leave it all behind and move to a property in the country where they can grow their own food, live a simpler life and become more self-sufficient and less dependent on “the system.” But as romantic as it sounds, it’s definitely easier said than done.

In the latest issue of Modern Homesteading Magazine, I sat down with Ann Accetta-Scott of @afarmgirlinthemaking to talk all about what people need to know about buying and selling a homestead property.

Ann and her husband Justin recently moved from their two-acre homestead outside of Seattle, Washington to a 40-acre homestead in rural Tennessee. Ann and I sat down to talk about the realities of buying and selling a homestead, moving across the country to pursue your homesteading dream, what to look for when you’re searching for your next property, pitfalls to avoid (if you can!), and what you can do if you’re not ready or in a position to make your move just yet.

Whether you’re looking to purchase your first homestead or trying to sell an existing homestead and upgrade to a bigger property, Ann had some great insights to share that can save you time, stress and money when you’re ready to make your move.

Check out the full interview in the fall issue of Modern Homesteading Magazine: link in bio @anna.sakawsky or visit to subscribe, login to the library (if you’re already a subscriber) or view a sample of the current issue!

#modernhomesteading #homesteadersofinstagram #escapethematrix #selfsufficiency #selfreliance #selfsufficientliving

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This is why people don’t trust our medical system!!!

I very rarely go on a rant about current events but this has me feeling really fired up…

My husband and I each got an Amber Alert on our phones the other night along with millions of other British Columbians, informing us of a child abduction in Vancouver. It made the suspect sound like a dangerous kidnapper and said “do not approach. Call 911.”

As it turns out, it was the mother of the child (a 3-year-old boy), who had refused medical treatment without getting a second opinion and follow up blood tests, so the Ministry of Child and Family Services was called, she was arrested and her son was taken from her and was administered medical treatment in the hospital without consent and without a guardian present.

There’s a lot more to this story than I’m able to share in this video or this caption, so I’ll post some links below where you can hear directly from the mom what happened, and check out other IG accounts that have been in direct contact with her and the father. But the point is this was a GROSS misuse of our Amber Alert system, a GROSS abuse of power (turns out the boy wasn’t sick in the end anyway), and has now traumatized this family for life.

Doctors are not gods and as mothers we do not co-parent with the government!!!

This hits close to home for me because I too have been through the medical system and had my concerns dismissed, was misdiagnosed and given wrong information, and was treated with obvious contempt when I got a second opinion.

In this day and age of rampant medical coercion and the erosion of bodily autonomy over our own bodies and over those of our children, this story highlights the dangers of the very slippery slope we’re on.

As parents who only have the best interests of our children at heart, this could happen to any one of us. We can’t let this be normalized. Remember “first they came for (fill in the blank), and I said nothing. Then they came for me and there was no one left to speak for me.”

Check out my stories for the full video that the mom, Wiloh made explaining the details of what happened or check out the comments for links to learn more & support this family.

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I’ve hesitated about posting this reel over and over because I know I’ll probably get backlash, hate and vitriol from some people in return. But I wouldn’t be being true to myself if I didn’t speak the truth that’s on my heart and mind…

If you haven’t noticed, there are currently thousands of Canadians sharing their stories and using the hashtag #trudeaumustgo on their social media posts right now in response to the divisive rhetoric and actions of our prime minister over the past few months. But our media has downplayed the issue and has attributed most of the hashtags to “bot” accounts and foreigners trying to influence our politics.

In response, real Canadians are making videos and sharing their stories to show that we are not bots, but real people who have been negatively affected by the words and actions of our leaders, particularly our leader at the top.

I used to consider myself a lifelong leftist and have supported the liberal government and Trudeau over the years, but after what I’ve witnessed over the past few months; After how he has spoken about Canadians who have made a different medical choice or who have protested mandates (which have done nothing to stop the spread of you-know-what anyway); After the hate and division that has trickled down from the top and infiltrated our communities, I can no longer stand silently by.

While I am 💉, a few months ago when I voiced my support for those who stood up against mandates and against the division being pushed on us by our leadership, I suddenly found myself among what our prime minister called the “small fringe minority” of citizens with “unacceptable views.”

I lost followers, friends and even a couple family members. I was told I’d been “radicalized,” although my views have never changed.

So today I’m adding my voice to the chorus of real, everyday Canadians who are taking a stand against tyranny and division in this country. As the saying goes, if we do not stand for something, we’ll fall for anything. I stand for freedom & autonomy, and against division & tyranny.


(Special thanks to fellow 🇨🇦 homesteader @meggarlandd for inspiring me & giving me the courage to post this:)

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What would you do if the grid went down?

Imagine not just the lights going out, but all power, all digital communication and information. Would you be prepared?

A lot of us THINK we’re prepared for a grid down situation, but unless you’re already living off grid, you might not realize how dependent on technology we really are!

In the fall issue of Modern Homesteading Magazine, contributor Ashley Constance of @dirtypawshomestead and @alittleselfreliant shares her experience voluntarily going without power for the day, and what she and her husband, Shawn learned from their grid down experiment.

You might be surprised at the things they discovered and missed on their prep list, and it might prompt you to reevaluate whether you’re ready in case the grid goes down, or even just Google 😱

Check out the full story in the latest issue of Modern Homesteading Magazine!

Link in bio @anna.sakawsky or visit

#modernhomesteadingmagazine #homesteadersofinstagram #homesteading #modernhomesteading #prepping #nationalpreparednessmonth

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The other day when I had a few minutes to spare, I was out in the garden doing a little work when my neighbour said hi over the fence.

I lamented to her about how busy we’ve been and how hard it’s been to keep on top of this year. Very sincerely, she replied “wait until you have another one,” referring to our baby on the way.

“You’ll be moving back to the suburbs so quick, mark my words,” she said.

Now, I don’t for a second think there was any ill intent behind her statement, but still, it took me aback.

“We’ll never move back to the city or the suburbs,” I replied with a laugh. “This may be hard work but we love it.”

She then repeated her statement and followed it up with “just you wait and see.”

I decided not to continue the back and forth. After all, I told myself, it doesn’t matter if she or anyone else knows what’s truly in your heart. It doesn’t matter if she understands that there’s no amount of difficulty that would make me run back to the suburbs and leave this life behind. In fact, our dream is to upgrade to a bigger property someday where we can grow an even bigger garden and add more livestock to our homestead!

Likewise, I visited the city last weekend for a family event and as always, I had at least a couple people ask me “so when are you moving back to the city?”

Seven years later, and still we have friends and family members who think this is just a phase we’re going through, and eventually we’ll come to our senses and move back.

I used to get offended by these questions because I felt unseen; I felt like nobody took this life that I’m so passionate about seriously, and thought it was “cute” that I was “playing farmer” for a bit, but eventually I had to grow up and become part of the “real world” once again.

Now I just smile and reply “never:)”

Can you relate? How do you (politely) respond when someone questions your lifestyle choices or implies that you’ll eventually come to your senses and come back to “reality”?

Let me know below 👇

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The fall issue of Modern Homesteading Magazine just dropped!

In this issue you’ll find:

• Preparedness tips, tricks and advice to help you be ready for anything on the homestead (and in life!)
•The ultimate guide to growing garlic at home and it as both food and medicine
• Drool-worthy recipes that feature garlic as the star!
• Expert advice from A Farmgirl in the Making’s Ann Accetta-Scott on what to look for (and look out for) when buying or selling a homestead property
• Advice on how to learn and grow from perceived homesteading “failures”

And more!!!

Go to or click the link in my bio @anna.sakawsky to subscribe or login to the library and read the latest issue if you’re already subscribed!

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When I first started homesteading, I had a burning desire to become more self-sufficient and live a more sustainable life.

Ever since I can remember, I’ve been a rebel at heart, and learning how to homestead and become more self-reliant was a way for me to “throw a proverbial middle finger to the system” and live life on my own terms.

As a teenager, I was the girl who drove around town with punk rock music blaring from my car, Misfits sticker on the back and studs around my wrists. I felt misunderstood and angsty and like I desperately didn’t fit in with the world I grew up in.

I always knew in my soul that I wanted something different; Something more.

Today I’m the mama with stretch marks on my belly and battle scars on my heart. I’m the woman who gardens and cans food and makes her own tinctures and believes in something greater than herself and fights every day to stay free in a world that feels increasingly engineered to keep us hopelessly dependent.

Today I feel whole and at peace, and connected to a higher power and a higher purpose. I feel like I’ve finally found the place where I belong.

This journey has been about so much more than homesteading for me, and I've learned, lost, gained and loved so much more than I ever could have imagined.

Because, as I've said before, homesteading doesn't happen in a vacuum. Life is always happening at the same time.

This is the full, raw and unfiltered story of my homesteading journey, and how I've gained so much more than a pantry full of food along the way.

Click the link in my bio @anna.sakawsky to read more or check it out here >>

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The news we’ve all been waiting for…


After so many years and too many losses, our hearts are so full and it feels like we are inching closer to our family finally being complete.

I’ve always known in my heart and soul that we were meant to have a girl and a boy. I know, it sounds cliché and very “nuclear family,” but years ago I saw a psychic who told me I would have a girl who loved to be centre stage and had a personality larger than life, very much how our daughter has turned out!

She also said I would have a boy who would be much more introverted and in tune with nature and with his own intuition. That’s yet to be seen, but I’ve always had this unwavering vision of a son and a daughter that fit these descriptions, and my heart has been set on a son ever since we had Evelyn.

Of course, things went sideways for a few years. Shortly after Evelyn was born, I became pregnant again, but we made the heartbreaking decision to terminate that pregnancy at 24 weeks due to a severe medical diagnosis. We lost our son, Phoenix Rain on June 15, 2018. Our hearts were shattered and have never fully healed.

Over the next few years, I had 3 more early miscarriages. None of the doctors knew what was causing them as most didn’t seem to have any sort of genetic explanation. We were told it was “something environmental,” but weren’t given any clues as to what that could be.

After pushing to see several specialists last year (after our most recent loss), and being told once again that there was “nothing wrong with me,” I finally got another opinion and found out I had something called Chronic Endometritis: A low-grade infection in my uterus that I believe in my heart was caused by my c-section with our daughter; A c-section I didn’t want and probably didn’t need, but felt I needed because I was under pressure to make a decision before the surgeon went off duty.

I’ll never know for sure, but when I pushed for more testing and finally got a simple round of antibiotics, the endometritis cleared up. I got pregnant again almost immediately and so far we now have a healthy baby boy on the way.

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We’re living through interesting times. Many people have even used the term “unprecedented times,” and while that may be true in that there has perhaps never been another time in history when we’ve faced so many existential threats all at once (ie. a global pandemic, climate change, political divisions, AI advancing at an incredible rate, cyber attacks, nuclear threats, globalization, food shortages, supply chain issues, hyperinflation, social media and the age of information/misinformation, etc. etc. all converging at once). But despite all of this, we are not the first generation(s) of humans to face hardships and threats of great magnitude, and in fact we’ve had it better than any other previous generations for most of our lives, especially here in the west.

The fact is, there are lots of things we can do to ensure we’re not sitting ducks when these threats come knocking at our door. But it takes action on our part, not waiting around for someone else to fix things or take care of us.

In the Summer issue of Modern Homesteading Magazine, I sat down with The Grow Network’s Marjory Wildcraft to talk all about the realities of our current climate, including worsening inflation and looming global food shortages, as well as what every day people like you and I can actually DO to improve our food security, become more self-sufficient, care for our families and communities and ensure our own survival and wellbeing even in difficult and uncertain times like these.

While I don’t believe in fear mongering, I do believe in acknowledging hard truths and not burying your head in the sand. That being said, things may very well get worse before they get better, and we would all do well to start learning the necessary skills, stocking up on essential resources and preparing now while there’s still time.

Check out the full interview in the summer issue of Modern Homesteading Magazine. Link in bio @anna.sakawsky to subscribe or go to to subscribe or login and read the current issue.

#foodshortages #selfsufficiency #selfreliance #foodsecurity #foodsecurityisfreedom #homesteading #growyourownfood #fightinflation #stayfree

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If you’re like most homesteaders, you probably have a pile of scrap materials laying somewhere on your property, all with the “intention” of being resourceful and using those scrap pieces for future projects. And let’s be honest: With inflation and the cost of lumber and, well, pretty much everything these days, being resourceful with our scraps isn’t just practical, it’s downright necessary in many cases!

But the reality is that it’s often much easier to accumulate scrap pieces than it is to actually put them to good use, and if we’re not careful and discerning with what we keep on hand, that scrap pile full of homesteader gold can quickly turn into a junk pile of clutter taking up space on our property.

In the Summer issue of Modern Homesteading Magazine, our resident handyman (my dear husband @ryan.sakawsky ;) shares his best tips for how to put your scrap pile to good use and knock some projects off your list while the weather’s still good, including which materials are worth saving and which ones aren’t.

If you haven’t had a chance to check out the summer issue yet, you can subscribe via the link in my bio @anna.sakawsky (or login to the library if you’re a already a subscriber) or go to

Do you keep a scrap pile? If so, what sort of materials do you have laying around?

#scrappile #modernhomesteading #homesteading #diy #getscrappy #resourcefulness #inflation #beatinflation

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What’s doing well in your garden this year??

Every year in the garden, some things don’t do so well. We tend to focus on the failures, but there is abundance all around us if we just look in the right places.

This year our raspberries have been incredibly productive, but I didn’t even really notice until recently because I was too focused on the things that weren’t doing well.

No matter what area of life you’re feeling lack or scarcity or dealing with “failure” in, remember that it’s all a matter of perspective.

Sometimes we just need to look a little harder to find the blessings, but when you finally see them you’ll wonder how you possibly could have missed them in the first place.

Our broccoli might have bombed and our tomatoes and peppers might not ripen and our strawberries may have been ravaged by pests and disease, but we’ll be eating raspberries from our garden well into the winter months this year, and for that I’m eternally grateful.

What are you grateful for??

(P.S. Since Instagram is very much a “highlight reel” of everybody’s best selves, I totally plan on sharing our garden failures soon too. Stay tuned 😜)

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