Weeding the Internal Garden

Ever feel your internal space is filled with weeds?

Not suprising that I would relate to this analogy.

 Since moving into our new home,

 weeds are something I have become quite familiar with,

 and I have spent a lot of time plucking.

As I sit outside 

rooting out the octopus arms of oxalis, 

 my mind wanders....

I am often surprised by what surfaces,

and even more surprised by the avalanche of internal dialog.

It has led to some profound moments of introspection

and a deep desire to weed the internal space.

Being quiet in nature with a few stone helpers,

is a way I cultivate this inner garden.

Releasing old patterns and wounds,

letting go of invasive thoughts.

It is time to schedule some retreat time...

How about you?

The door is open

xo