A regenerative community on 400,000 m² of Lebanese mountain land, where people, purpose, and land begin to move in rhythm again.

400,000 m² of terraced land at 1,550–1,650m in Lassa, Jbeil — with 13,000 grape vines, 480 apple trees, cherries, walnuts, and a working irrigation system. Already alive. Still becoming.

A founding circle being assembled around the land. Not a retreat center. Not a resort. A real place being built by people with actual skin in the game.

You can visit for a few days, apply to live here, or become a founding co-creator. Each pathway is different. All of them start with a conversation.
Some days flow like this. Others don’t. That’s part of living systems.

Before the heat arrives, you move through the orchard rows — tending, observing, listening to what the soil is doing.

Building, designing, growing. A structure goes up. A syntropic row is planted. The work is real and the contribution is felt.

Creative projects, rest, practice. The rhythm slows. The land gives permission to stop.

A shared meal from what the land gives. Conversation that has nowhere to be. Community forms in the unhurried hours.
There is a kind of place that, when you arrive, something in you settles. Not because someone told you what to feel — but because the land, the pace, and the people around you make a certain kind of sense together.
Kabeela is becoming that kind of place. We are not finished. We are not performing readiness. We are building something real, in the open, and inviting people who feel the pull to come see it for themselves.
The people who belong here already know something is missing. We don’t need to name it for them. We just need to be findable.
Lassa, Jbeil — a mountain village one hour from Beirut, at 1,550–1,650m elevation. Mediterranean climate. Cool summers, snow in winter. The land sits in the liminal space between land and sky.
Year one. Strawberry polytunnels going up, vegetable greenhouse taking shape, infrastructure and land design in motion. Building in the open, not launching from behind a curtain.
Some support it with time. Others with capital. What matters most is acting from passion.
We are in the founding phase. The land is alive. The work is real. The people who enter now shape what this becomes — and carry that with them for the rest of their lives.
You won’t fully understand Kabeela from this page. At some point, you have to come see it.