Edging My Way Home

A Process of Subtraction

This is an ode to the miracle of growth inside and out. A call to come back home to wholeness. A bow to the mothers, fathers, householders juggling all the to-dos. A promise of reconnection from getting dirt on your hands and underneath your nails. A simple (well - not so simple for the novice) task of tending to a garden reveals the lessons of bounty within.

To all those tending many schedules, little ones (and perhaps aging elders),

wearing many hats, juggling many jobs… may you too find the balm of calm when you place your body closer to this Earth.

with love,

Genell