The heat. The air always feels heavy, on these hot days. At least it is still a little cool when I get up in the mornings. This morning I even had a light hoodie on, come midday I was wishing I hadn't brought it. It's just another thing to carry around, as I went from one job to the next. As well as some fruit and veg, which I got from the market, just before I started my first job. I didn't bring my trolley with me, as my second job,, required me to walk long an acequia path, which is no place for a trolley. Plus it's quite uphill.

I'm never sure what way to start these posts of mine, where I reflect upon what is happening in the world right now. As I try to find the words that will best encapsulate, this moment in time. Where I get swept up in my own life, carried along by my day to day, but with a heaviness in my heart. Along with this desire to do something, to mobilise somehow. We all want to see change in the world, it can't possibly continue as is.

I started a new job last week, another wonderful gardening job. It's on a beautiful piece of land with the most gorgeous natural pool I have seen. There was a very overgrown vegetable plot on the land and my first job, was to resurrect it. Amazingly there were lots of veg still growing beneath the tall grass. It gets watered daily, which is great, by a drip system that was put in place a while back, but it had been left to go somewhat wild.

Yesterday, my first born turned 16. As the date approached, I found myself getting emotional, thinking about, how in the not too distant future, she will want to fly our nest. To go off to greener pastures and live her life. My beautiful daughter, watching her grow up, has been a gift.

where to go next, as I search for my place, amongst the thorns,barefoot and wild, the wind howls, my inner child smiled, a victory, as I crawl upon the forest floor.cuts and wounds adorn my skin, my scars, the gateway for my healing to begin.

When I was more active on Hive, in those earlier days, when I seemed to have much more time on my heads, I wrote a lot about the things I was passionate about. World Schooling, Birth, Permaculture, Spirituality, Animal Rights, to name a few. Nowadays, I seem to write mostly about how my day has gone, just as I have come to the end of it. It just seems to come more natural to me and also I don't really want to be repeating myself. It's important to me that I post original material, as I would be the first to give out, if I found someone reposting older material. Also I don't want to force anything, or post shite quality, to just keep posting everyday.