Tending to my Inner Garden

The fruit of sewing my seeds

Many activities in my life are emerging and blooming, just like the flowers and leaves on the trees outside my doorstep. This is why you haven't heard from me in awhile. Winter was spent tending to my inner soul. Now, in the first days of spring, the nurturing that strengthened my roots has pushed up all of my buds into light. I am trying to find a way to tend to my garden without becoming uprooted. Some days I bask in the sun and smell the sweet nectar. Other days, it is all I can do to hold fast in the fierceness of the wind. Wishing you a spring full of new inner growth and beauty.

Namaste~
Amber