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My Not-So Secret Garden – If It Was There Before Corona, It Just Got a Whole Lot Bigger

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Corona has taken whatever was true about us and made it bigger. Whether we’re looking at our flowers or our weeds, the last three months have shed water and light onto everything we are.

It’s been eye-opening to have my weeds revealed in such splendor. And on the other hand, it’s also been an honor to bear witness to the colors, varieties, and hardy parts of our garden that I never quite noticed before COVID. 

The weeds that are still plaguing my space are the ones that have been put there by other people. And while they have no place in my life, I still struggle to dig deep enough to grab them at their roots. The beautiful growth, however, has been understanding our garden well enough to know what each of our plants needs to grow the way they want to grow. All of the work we’ve invested in loving-acceptance has made us able to strengthen our relationships during this unforeseen time of togetherness. And as our support of one another grows, our flowers all stand a bit brighter and taller.

I’m grateful for the time to stop and identify what this pandemic has come to teach me about myself and our family. To actually see our garden. It’s made me a hell-of-a-lot more confident about how we choose to farm. But, it’s also very clear that I still have a lot of work to do when it comes to trusting and raising my inner voice.


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