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.
Soon there will be weed walks, and dandelions in my breakfast. Seeds will be sown and the grass will grow.
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