On Divine Providence

Kosmos reflections on the randomness and the nuance

If our body is on loan from the cosmos then what is our work this year?

Do I even want to think or ponder on what is my work?

What is my own, what is something that I have some control over?

Is it my mind, my ideas, my identity?

Is it my discernment?

How do I move forward and discern without being too rigid?

Living in a society that values productivity over health comes with natural and rational consequences. I choose to continue to be a rebel. I continue to show up for the beauty of rest and be mindful that I want to take care of what is mine. I want to tend to my mind. I need to tend to my mind. As a mercurial spirit that can get whipped up in the chaos of life and feel out of balance—all I crave at the current moment is peace.

If hope and despair have equal claim on the truth then what is the truth?

Where does it live?

The older I become the more questions I want to explore.

I don’t think I even need the answers—I am in an era of renewal and rebirth.

I have no idea who I am anymore.

At the very least I can look in the mirror and feel ease, but also, my values are changing—or more so aligning with who I am now.

I wake up excited thinking about gardening. I go to bed with a gardening book in hand. Lately, I have been enjoying some books my local tea makers recommended from North Carolina on herbs for resilience. My goal is to focus on herbs for resilience. For mental stability, sanity, and well being moving into this era of unknown.

The current system is crumbling, and I believe humanity is at the brink of one of the most intense periods ever to be experienced. We must show up for ourselves now more than ever.

As resources become more scarce, a garden is a way to resist. Taking care of yourself is a way to resist.

Today my only plan is to prune my salvias and a few other plants. I like to prune when the moon is waxing as it promotes growth. It is better to prune under a fire moon, but we are close enough and it is a good gardening day.

Yes, I have four meetings. Yes, I have work in between, but, I will nourish myself with gentle teas, have slower walks in nature, and soak up the glorious sun which has emerged on my side of the world—even if just for a moment.

I am leaning into my misunderstandings. Exploring the past without ruminating. Letting go without holding a grudge. Considering forgiving those who have hurt me whom I have yet to forgive—for my own sake.

I must continue to show up to do the hard work for myself and for a new society.

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Written under a Capricorn sun and a Taurus moon feeling incredibly grounded in whoever I am becoming.

Here is my favorite music video from one of my favorite artists::

I am disintegrating and dissolving whole into something new.

These ideas are from Aurelius and Jermaine Fowler’s Humanity Archive

I deeply value my friends whom are kindred spirits and support my existence and share new discoveries with me.

I am but a wanderer ever seeking a space to land.

Some things to look forward to as the chill melts

:: Seed exchange 2025 ::

I have not done one in a couple of years. If you are interested simply reply to this email with your name and address and I will add you to the swap list.

Book Club will resume. Starting one mid-winter around the holidays was poor timing so I am considering a spring start. More details to emerge after the last frost.

Sewing pattern update

I designed quite a few patterns in 2020 which I did not release but I did decide to release one of them this springtime. More to come on that in early to late spring.

Ceramic news

I have a large inventory of handmade pieces I did not sell locally before moving. I am exploring hosting them for sale in some local shops. If you have a shop in mind for small ceramic catch alls, let me know. For now, my plan is to sell them locally via my preferred counties.

That’s all folks