I love the hero’s journey as outlined by Joseph Campbell – it informs so much of how we move through life. Our gardening is a crucial part of that. Here are the ways I see a hero’s journey moving through our gardening year – along with corresponding yoga poses, of course. A few fandom examples…
Mid-winter: The Savasana of the Gardening Year
This gardener, this yogi, has become unstuck in time. Billy-Pilgrim style, kind of. This becomes clear in January/early February, the nadir of the gardening year. The ripening and withering, the spreading and the seeding, have all faded into memory. Books tell you “now’s the time to think about planning! And seeds!” But that’s a poor…
In which I get real about my Void Sphere
A mysterious sphere gives everyone the heebee jeebies in the Doctor Who episode “Army of Ghosts.” The reason for this unsettled feeling, scientists explain, is that it isn’t really there in any measurable way. Of course it ends up being nefarious – it is a ship from the void, which is why it can’t be…
An Ode to Lucy Worsley and Jodie Whittaker’s Doctor Who
Bedecked with their brilliant blonde bobs, Inspiring us with their facts, Lucy Worsley and Jodie make wonder their jobs, And in style they never are lax. These women illumine the past And point to a future with insight They deal with the hard bits that last, But do so with hope and with light. Their…
Who will we be after going “into the woods” in COVID quarantine?
We’re in a bit of an in-between time. There are good words for where we are: penumbra, for instance, is the area between total light and total shadow. Or we could try alluvian, a more geographic term describing the wettish area between land and sea. In musical theater terms, we have gone “into the woods.”…
Lily’s First Day of School – Online!
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Jesus Stood Up!
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A Spring in the Life of an Allium Flower
Learn from a Tree, a Yoga Flow
Dealing with Potted-Plant-Itis When Far from the Forest: Feelings in Quarantine
It’s like a plant that’s potted but belongs in the forest. It’s like a fish in an aquarium that belongs in the ocean. It’s a bird in a cage. It’s like not using one of your muscles. There needs to be a word for the hazy ache we feel – it’s not quite “missing.” It’s…