20 Years
This week marks 20 years since I moved into my house. I have been thinking about how grounding myself to living in one place has shaped my life. In some ways, it has narrowed my path, in others opened it.
This week marks 20 years since I moved into my house. I have been thinking about how grounding myself to living in one place has shaped my life. In some ways, it has narrowed my path, in others opened it.
I ordered some seeds for the garden–Malabar spinach–a spinach-like green that supposedly likes heat and humidity–from Calabash Tea and Tonic. I’m looking forward to seeing whether it will thrive in the summer. It’s hard to find greens that do well in the long, hot summer.
As I was running low, I also got some powdered ginger. Even though I can make my own, because it came with a good story, I included some Jamaican curry powder in my order. They arrived almost immediately, along with an exhortation.

This sign was posted in a corridor in a federal government office building I went to this morning for a meeting. Without getting into any details, a colleague and I acknowledged how telling the need for the sign. The sound was not really that much like gunfire.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
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I’m envious. 20 years in the same place is a good thing. Narrowing one’s path can lead to deeper living.