Choosing Battles

 The world "out there" is overwhelming today. I look, sometimes simmer, acknowledge what is going on, and occasionally discuss a topic with someone I trust.

But I'm not wading into that fire. No, thank you. I stay informed enough to know what I need to do, and I already know what I can do, so those are the things I am focusing on.

The world is burning while I am tending my physical, emotional, and spiritual gardens. If I become consumed by fighting every fire, I will have nothing left to give. So I'm nurturing the soil, planting, building, watching life bloom all around me, and I am listening, observing, and loving what needs to be loved. Taking action when action is the right move for me to make, choosing my battles instead of swinging at pinatas.

I'm feeding chickens, filling waterers, gathering eggs, slinging dirt, and talking to plants and spirits and ghosts. Loving my darlings, kitchen witching, summoning and cajoling words, making and living magic. This is what I've got.

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Lemon Balm

I am anthropomorphizing the behavior of birds in the garden. It is too early in the day to do anything that requires the use of such a big word, so I simply choose a different way of explaining my own ideas and behavior to myself.

I am a goddess, am I not?

I can do anything I choose,

bring anything down to its essence,

and that includes reinventing

the game.

The day.

Myself.

~~~

Breezy, chilly, cloudy with the promise of rain coming. I’ll soon be ready for a big mug of tea made with full moon water, but I’m not quite ready to step away from this gorgeous, riotous springtime energy.

Goddess April

 Oh April, you brilliant, sassy goddess!

Please, do try on all the outfits and then

Strew them across the garden when

They don’t fit quite right or

Look creative enough or hit all the power cues

or just don't feel like you in that moment.

Wear the yellow daffs and grape hyacinth with all those shades of green.

Muddy brown looks good on you,

Highlighted against dried milkweed stalks and a rainbow of tulips.

And how you dazzle me now,

A shimmering dream in your black velvet

Evening gown beaded with snowflakes,

The train flowing endlessly into the night.

s. barker

2022

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