I have been feeling uneasy for months. My unease ranged from an anxious feeling of impending doom, like knowing a storm is coming even before the clouds roll in, to a background excitement like just before you start on a journey.
I had always heard that if the weather is warm by Tax Day (15/April), then it's generally safe to plant your garden. This month had been warmer than usual and on the 12th, I couldn't wait any longer.
I planted a some cucumber plants, some brussel sprouts, some garlic, some sweet peppers, some carrots, and a couple of tomato plants. I sprinkled some flower seeds around the garden to attract bees. After I cleaned up, I stood in my garden and felt the joy and peace wash over me.
Every morning I walk through the garden before I head to work and again after I get home.
Joy is a garden.
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Even with the joy of my garden, there was something causing me to feel anxious in the back of my mind and down deep in my bones. I don't watch the news, but enough of the happenings seep into my awareness that I do not stay unaffected by the craziness in the world. I feel better, today, though because my emergency rations and solar generator arrived on Friday.
Now, I am growing some food, I have a stock of food for an emergency, and I can keep the phone charged and the internet up in case the power fails.
Small steps, but I'm better prepared than I was last week.
