A herbalist teacher once told me to pay attention to the plants growing around me, they are often an indicator of the medicine I need.
Some years it’s the dandelions growing in abundance. This year it’s clover. My fascination with plant medicine has branched into a fascination with soil and the microbiome within it. We can’t have healthy plants without a deep respect for the soil and life within it.
It just so happens humans have a similar relationship with our own microbiome, which interestingly outnumber our human cells tenfold. Our bodies are more microbial than human. There must be a reason we are designed this way.
There was a good period of time the conversation among family members circled around the topic of a broken toaster, an old kitchen appliance belonging to my grandparents. It’s funny the things we remember.
I’ve come to appreciate the contrast of things. Things I don’t want versus things I do. The accolade of busyness contrasted with the rising embrace of slow living.