In times of great stress, I earth myself, I take off my shoes and I feel the earth beneath my feet, I feel the hum of The Mother and it soothes me. If it is too cold or wet to walk barefoot in the veggie garden, I will plant things out in my kitchen garden. Avoiding the use of any tools I will make the holes by hand and plant whatever it is I have.
Today I have a packet of seeds the funeral home gave me when I collected Mum’s ashes.
I hadn’t kept the seeds for any particular reason, they were just there waiting for me to be ready to plant them.
I am so seriously stressed today internet that I need to vanish within myself.
I need to find that intuitive quiet space where the Goddess and I can whisper to each other.
I need to walk barefoot in the garden and I need to pray to my own Gods.