How Gardening Taught Me To Think Of Death
Death is hard to think about. Gardening gave me a surprisingly comfortable context in which to explore it.
Nature
Nature’s Love, Loss & Lessons
I found lessons of love in trees, support through loss in a common lizard.
The Romance Gardener
I found my kinship with green things when I was 8, watching fascinated as baby shoots poked out of the mud laid on a try, where I’d sprinkled mustard seeds a few days earlier. I didn’t know it then but I became a gardener that day.
Healing A Heart
Stop trying to heal people hoping that they will love you for it. That is not how healing works.
Endurance – Grasping For Breath
Are you out of breath? There will be days like this one. Not warm enough to fight. Not bright enough to shield from.
My Garden Is Paradise
I am a gardener.
My garden is paradise.
Reader
Everyone else withers away into corpses, but a writer leaves behind a corpus. Reading is an act of timeless love. Be a reader.
What Do You Give The World Every Day?
Nobody feels safe right now. Why is it okay for one to weaponise their pain? It’s an unhealthy way to get through the day.
The Waiting
How does one learn waiting when one has always lived from distraction to distraction? What are goals but distractions from a life that is endless waiting while drifting?
Life Finding A Way
There is a rage in cities that disturbs me. But there is room in a garden for the delicate blooms, sturdy shrubs, pungent herbs & resilient weeds.