What is Ripe?
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Hello friends, In a world that can feel harsh and unforgiving, it is important to ask what feels luscious. What have you planted that has ripened? Is it a relationship? A project? Community? Art? Family? Spiritual practice? Mutual Aid? A book? A song? A garden? Your own self worth? And what are you enjoying? In the northern hemisphere, this is a time of harvest. Too many hoard their harvests. It is up to us to share. The more we share, the more seeds are saved for next year. The more we share, the better we help keep each other—and our dreams—alive. I wrote some heavier thoughts about this year’s harvest for my Patreon yesterday. That post is free if you’d like to read it. But part of what I wrote is this: Harvest is not just about personal wealth.
Harvest is for everyone.
Harvest is to share.
So, in the spirit of sharing: What are your dreams, for planting or for harvest? I’m preparing for future projects right now, even as I harvest some things and tend to others. There is also culling to be done, cutting back things which have withered and need to be pruned. Letting things go is part of welcoming what is new. I’m planting and harvesting community care. I’m planting and harvesting stories, books, business, and connections. I’m cutting back on projects and relationships that no longer serve me. I’m making space for the wealth that is spiritual and creative well-being. I’m making space for community care. How about you? Best wishes — Thorn Want an escape that includes motorcycles, dragons, magic, and swords? You can get the Steel Clan Saga ebook trilogy on sale on my website!
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T. Thorn Coyle
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