Get Outside!
'You can be miserable anywhere, so GET OUTSIDE!' I took some good advice from a friend on a miserable day and my garden took care of the rest.
'You can be miserable anywhere, so GET OUTSIDE!' I took some good advice from a friend on a miserable day and my garden took care of the rest.
When my head is full of cobwebs my garden calls, and as I immerse myself in the wonder of nature, my head miraculously clears and the world is wonderful again.
When the outside world is too big to face and you don't have the energy to re-connect with nature outside, a cheap microscope opens whole new avenues of connection and beauty to lift the soul.
Recovery is a frustrating business with lots of twists and turns. Today a bumblebee helped me to navigate a corner.
For some, lockdown means isolation and loneliness, for others the relentlessness of living in close quarters with other people. Thank God for my garden and the freedom it gives me to choose between isolation and companionship.
OK, so this has nothing to do with the natural world and growing, it is all about the inner world and healing the damage that fibromyalgia et al do to your mind and mental capacities. Sometimes when you sit down to write surprising things happen.
When dark wet days and miserable headlines engulf you in worries about the future, nature has a knack of catching your attention and providing some perspective.
There's a difference between learning about recovery and understanding. Sometimes it takes a set-back to help the penny drop and grasp what being guided by your body really means.
Every journey to recovery has its setbacks, unbearable times of slipping backwards when it's hard to keep faith and hope alive.
A weekly walk in the woods brings a welcome respite, perspective and calm in a crazy world.
Against apocalyptic headlines, my garden is a refuge and source of perspective and solace.
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