After the fire, the garden. The late summer calls me. it ain’t linear y’all! We weave in and out of the slipstream until we are able to abide in the contradiction of opposition. I moved a monster of a rock today! It felt soooo good! I leveraged and sweated and positioned and sweated and repositioned. I pushed myself beyond my conceivable strength. The truth is that I was triggered. So I dug in deeper and worked it out. I didn’t blame. I didn’t shame. I stayed with the uncomfortable feelings. I’ve done rock work for years. I inherited a garden … Continue reading →