Inside a Hub, people take a piece of the place they are in and change it. They look at it properly, draw it on a surface that forgives every wrong line, build it small in wax and sticks until everyone is looking at the same thing, and then make it true.
Nothing there is used up, so nobody has to be careful. That is the whole reason it works with people who would not otherwise start.
Concrete deserts becoming green oases, one schoolyard at a time.
No Hub is open yet, so this is a picture of one rather than a memory of one.
A schoolyard, along a fence, where there used to be a strip of mown grass.
Children and adults are working out where the water goes when it rains hard. The yard is drawn on a big wipeable sheet on a table outside, twice, because the first version was wrong. Beside it is a small model made of wax and sticks, and somebody keeps moving one piece of it. A crate by the door has been filling up with bottle caps and offcuts since somebody put a sign on it.
At the end of the afternoon nothing is finished and the ground is muddier than it was. Two of them come back later in the week because they want to see whether they were right.
A child who spends three years watching an unused strip of ground become a food forest they helped plant does not later need to be persuaded that land can be repaired. They already know it, from their own hands, and they carry that into every place they live afterwards.
There is also a multiplier no other setting offers. One Hub in one school touches several hundred people a year, and each of them has a home, a street and a family. The garden stays in the schoolyard; what was learned there does not.
Almost never through official procurement, and almost always through one person who wants it. A teacher who has a corner of yard nobody uses. A parents' association looking for something to fund that lasts longer than a single event. A caretaker with an opinion about the lawn.
From there it grows in the order that works: one class, one season, one visible result, and then the conversation about doing it properly becomes much easier to have. Starting small is not a compromise here. It is the shortest route to a school Hub that survives.
The temporary part is the tent, the tools and the people. The permanent part is what went into the ground and what went into the heads of everyone who put it there.
A pop-up is also the most persuasive argument the concept has. Explaining a Regeneration Hub takes a while. Standing in one for twenty minutes takes no explanation at all, and people who have built something with their hands at a festival tend to go home wondering about the strip of grass outside their own door.
The public places, where people meet and gather openly, are the ones we help set up first, because encounter is the point. But every person should have the chance to bring their own context and their own relationship with the living world into the right connection, and a home Hub is how a family, or one person, starts that on their own terms.
This one is a picture of an intention rather than a description of a vehicle, and no Mobile exists.
A Hub on wheels, carrying tools, Journeys and companions to places that do not have a Hub yet. It would raise a pop-up wherever it stops and install lasting Hubs at new places, arriving with the equipment, the setup and the hands to build them. Fitted so people can sleep inside, carrying enough for a permacultural land transformation.
Start with a Mobile, and leave a Hub behind. That is the version we would like to build.
A Super Hub is a larger site that anchors the smaller ones around it: somewhere the people who run them come to learn, deepen the craft, and meet each other. Botanical gardens above all, but also makerspaces and other places already built for this.
None exists yet. The first is being prepared with a vocational college in Buwama, Uganda, where a garden the students extended themselves is becoming a place that trains the country's first permaculturists.
What happens in Buwama →Botanical gardens are often central places in a city and among the most precious things we have, and they are frequently short on visitors and on ways in. A Super Hub gives them exactly that: a reason for people to pour in and fall in love with the place. Visitors walk Learning Journeys, move through demonstration food forests, and take home ideas to adapt in their own space.
Not a headquarters, not a regional office, and not a place other Hubs report to. It holds more than a small Hub can and it teaches, which is a different thing from governing.
A Hub that never visits one is not missing anything it needs.
There is no certificate, no inspection, no application and no approval. A place becomes a Regeneration Hub when the people who run it commit to four things in public: the ground here leaves each year better than it entered it, anyone who comes can take part and the tools are there to be used, what is worked out here gets passed on, and the place is run on its own responsibility.
Then they make their own sign, print it themselves, and write the name of their place on it by hand. Nobody sends it to them.
The responsibility runs sideways, between a Hub and the people who walk into it, rather than upward to us.
The commitment and the sign →There is no correct version. A Hub that only ever runs one afternoon a month is a Hub. A garden that turns out badly and gets redesigned is exactly what this is for. Nobody is checking, nobody is comparing you, and there is no standard you are failing to meet.
The only way to get it wrong is to make a place where people are not welcome or the ground is worse afterwards, and if you were the sort of person who would do that, you would not have read this far.
Before, if you like. The commitment is about what you intend to do, not proof of what you have done. Plenty of places will sign it with an empty strip of grass and a borrowed table, which is the normal way to start.
Then you stop. The commitment is renewed each year and if it is not renewed, the place quietly stops being a Hub. Nobody has to be told, nobody comes to check, and nothing is owed.
Places have seasons like everything else here. A Hub that runs for two years and then stops did two years of something real, and the people who were in it still know what they know.
Then ask. Every place that has signed is on the map with a way to reach them, and most of the useful answers will come from somebody two countries away who hit the same wall last spring.
We are also reachable, and we would rather hear about a problem than a success.
A Regeneration Hub is yours. The people and organisations that host Hubs run them themselves, locally, completely, without reporting to anyone. We provide the assets, artefacts and materials that make a Hub possible, and advice if you want it. That is our role: development, design, and getting out of the way.
In the end we are one player in this story among many, the ones who tend the tools and the design. Which is the whole point: anyone can simply say I want to make a Regeneration Hub too, and begin.
A Hub belongs to its place.
The name is free to use for any place that holds the commitment, and we check nobody, ever. We do keep one right: to ask a place to stop using the name if something happens under it that badly breaks the commitment.
That is not a contradiction of the open model, it is what protects it. These are places with children in them, and the name is the only thing we will ever be able to do about it. We expect never to use it.
A single Hub is already whole, and no Hub is alone. Each one is its own place, run by its own people, and related to the others the way colonies in an apiary are related. What travels between them is people, seeds, stories and blueprints. Never control.
That shape is not a preference. A system where everything runs through one point fails when that point does, and it exhausts whoever is standing at it. Many small, local, diverse and connected is simply more durable, which is why the living world settled on it long before we did.
This is the question the whole model rests on, so it is worth being plain about it. Nothing about a Hub causes another one. What causes another one is a person who stood in the first one.
Somebody comes to a festival for something else, spends twenty minutes building, and drives home past a strip of grass outside their own door. A teacher visits another school and sees the yard. Somebody walks a Journey, writes it down, and a stranger four thousand kilometres away starts from it.
Which is why pop-ups matter more than they look, why Super Hubs exist at all, and why a Journey that gets written down is worth more than one that goes well and stays private.
Learning Journeys, developed openly at one Hub, arrive at the next as a starting sketch to make local. A discovery about soil or water at one schoolyard becomes something the whole network can draw on. People move between Hubs to learn and to teach, Super Hubs train the people who run smaller ones, and Mobiles would carry setups from place to place.
What one Hub learns, the others can inherit, and every place keeps its own character while adding to the whole.
Three places, and it is more useful to say so than to describe the smooth version.
The first one. A network of one is not a network, and every argument on this page gets easier once a handful of places exist. That is the hardest stretch and it is the one we are in.
Writing it down. Places do the work and do not record it, because the doing is the interesting part. Everything we build is aimed at making the record fall out of the work rather than being added to it, and it is not solved yet.
The one bought material. Beenius can be made anywhere. Stonepaper cannot, yet, and a Hub far from a supplier is at a disadvantage we have not removed.
If you want to help with any of those, we would like to hear from you.
For Hubs that invite them, Maja and Mojo would add another thread: moving between places the way bees move between colonies, carrying only stories and blueprints, never persons and never data. They do not exist yet.
Artwork: Agnes Friedrich
When a place commits, it goes on this map: a name, a country, a line about what it is growing, and a way to be reached if somebody wants to ask. Nothing else happens to it. We do not rank it and we do not use it to reach anyone.
No place has signed yet. The first one could be yours.
Picture it: a Hub in a school, a Super Hub in the city's botanical garden training the people who run the smaller ones, a dozen home Hubs on surrounding balconies, pop-ups appearing at festivals through the summer, and a Mobile threading between them, raising new ones as it goes. Then the same pattern in the next town, and the next, across every climate, each Hub local and self-run, all of them connected by what they share.
A movement that grows the way life does: taking root wherever people decide to begin, and spreading sideways from there. No central operator, no franchise fee, no permission to wait for.
Nobody will remember the day it tipped, because there will not have been one. There will just have been the next Hub, and the next, until one year the question is no longer whether the world can regenerate, but which patch you are tending.
You leave the Regeneration Hub better than you found it.
Not leave no trace: regenerate.
Every place that becomes a Hub gives more back to the living world than it takes from it.
A Hub belongs to the people who run it, on their terms, in their place.
Journeys, seeds, stories and blueprints travel freely between places, and no one owns the network.
A schoolyard, a garden, a botanical garden, a balcony, a festival field, a bus. Somewhere you already have a place that could become a Regeneration Hub, and the freedom to run it your own way. You do not need our permission to begin. You just need to begin.