Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

In a nutshell (of sorts).

April 19, 2017

 

It's all the stuff crammed inside the seed's shell--the good stuff, the bad stuff, the sweep-under-the-carpet-when-company-comes stuff, all of it. You have to know and pick up and handle and, if not love, at least acknowledge all of it enough to say hello to. Because, love it or not, it's all you and it will always be all you. 

 

Even if you change your habits (which is always bloody harder than we think it will be), we have relapses and, even barring that, those so-called weaknesses are part of our map, our genetic makeup (if you will), and there ain't a whole heck of a lot of anything we can do about that. 

 

But we can hug it all close, get what nutrients we can, and when we know that, no matter what the weather, we can stand to claim all of ourselves, then we can soak in sun and drink in rain with the best of them.

 

Wonky petals and all.

 

 

 

 

 

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