like a cleansing, sleep. laid down so heavy. woke up so light. with the renewed desire to accept and to love in spite of my resentments. if i feed them with continued reminders of their origins, they grow. if i deny them those very nutrients, they wither. i want them to wither. 

the old ground fostered a wonderful growing season. plants that inspired and sustained me for some time. but, annuals...they came and they went, feeding rightfully on the soil's nutrients. some self-seeded and reminders of that old garden will come back, but in a different capacity.  and without the weedy resentments that grew alongside them.

for months, i've been working hard to lay a new layer of fertile soil. and i've been planting new seeds and taking care of these new seeds. focusing now on the new growth instead of lamenting the death of last season's life. accepting, welcoming, loving. now, remain on that path. remember how precious life is and how important it is to support new growth and change in each one of us. believing anything is possible...it is.