I see two groups of people:
One group is young, energetic, and idealistic; they believe in permaculture as the hope of the world, and they long to connect with the land;
And the other? Mostly older women, stewards of their inherited land who feel responsible for it, and know not how to move into the future.
I see these two groups meeting, soon.
I see tiny house settlements in the middle of large fields that used to grow corn and soybeans, with resident permies creating gardens inside the settlements and along the edges, gradually spreading out, transforming these fields into permaculture paradises.