'Tis the season for fresh vine ripened fruit (and an abundance of greens and veggies) and it brings a whole lot of comfort to my days by growing in my own backyard making break-fast, meals, and snacks as easy as a morning stroll, by hydrating me rather than continually making it necessary to shift fluids from one bodily space to break down my choices in another, and by allowing me a front row seat and an active role being fully involved in the entire process of how what I'm fueling my body with makes it to my table, if it even makes it that far. lol
It's also exhausting, labor intensive, frustrating at times, hurts like hell if I do more than my body can handle, and is simply not doable some days...(if the hubby wasn't here to help and often take the lead, there'd be much much less abundance, for sure)...but most of the other days, it's magical, fascinating, entertaining, gives me purpose, brings comfort to my taste buds, restores my child-like wonder, gives me more chances to connect with the earth and all the healing that's readily available, reminds me that I don't have to rush my own healing to still be able to grow, and allows me to share the abundance with others many months out of a year.
May we all find our most comfortable comfort zones where growth is nurtured in very real, loving, and kind ways. In today's twisted times our nervous systems sure can use all the help they can get.