Yesterday I had a meeting with my spiritual counselor which was, honestly, quite difficult for me to sit through (and not because I had to wear a mask for over an hour). Often, my meetings with her are gentle and soothing. This one was almost painful. She was brutal in her honesty.
And as a result, quite helpful. Sometimes a bit of tough love is needed.
I prefer not to get into the specifics of what we discussed because I’m dealing with some extremely personal issues at the moment. That said, I’m comfortable sharing the basic bones of what I gleaned from the experience: Continue reading “Stop Thinking and Just Feel”
At the beginning of quarantine/stay-at-home orders/isolation, it seemed like everyone was using the time to develop some new skill or try some new activity. I was no different. I decided I wanted to learn to grow food.
Specifically, potatoes. I’ve seen “easy-to-harvest” DIY potato planters on Pinterest and decided I wanted to give that a go. I’m Irish. Potato farming is in my blood, or something. Continue reading “Adventures in Quarantine: The Potato Famine”