Self care. Henna. Meditation. Love. Trees. Earth.
This morning I'm pondering the emotional and spiritual root of/connection to dysbiosis. Intestinal yes. More though just -dysbiosis-.
The dandelions are growing, and my bronze fennel has ferny leaves growing from the base, dark, beautiful, promising. I spent some time yesterday, jumping from rock to rock in Boulder Creek, standing in the middle, my arms stretched wide, welcoming this glorious spring. Welcome! I am filled with joy - the birds, the spring growth, and rising feelings of hope and increase.