I have been walking through the underworld for some time now. It has become harder and harder to find time to write, to put thought and feeling to word. Never before in my life has so much been asked of me. Anything that is less than pure heart knowing is being cut away in big, broad, strokes. A new me is being re-born , and I can feel the pressure squeezing and expanding to the point where there is no choice but to burst forth, leaving behind that which no longer serves me. I can’t wait to see the other side. Or at least that is what I tell myself to muster courage, grace and faith.
I am going to try to focus on shorter pieces with more pictures 🙂 My how I love my garden!
Photographs by April Aronoff