Hi First name / love, How is your Saturday treating you? This is a rare email where I'm writing you in real time, cozy in my bed, resting after co-teaching with Marlee Grace this morning. Before I settled in to write, I went for a walk with my partner and planted two rows of radish seeds in the garden. And as I was planting the seeds, I kept feeling like β¦ two rows of radishes was kind of pathetic. You see last year my spring planting season was a whole production. It started with scouring the SeedSavers catalog, then taking a half-day trip to the hardware store. I spent over $300 on seeds, starters, flowers, and dirt. I bought so much dirt, y'all. In contrast, this year my spring planting season started by opening the garage, locating the leftover seeds from last year, digging out the one bag of dirt I'd tucked away, and dumping it all in the raised bed. A little fertilizer and a lot of water on top, and I called it a day, folks. |
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In the process of planting, I noticed that my inner voice was pretty critical of planting only two rows of radishes. And it wasn't long before I was asking myself (judgmentally), shouldn't I be doing more? But as I tended the seeds and touched the dirt, I reminded myself that I didn't need to do more. Because this was enough. In fact, my two rows of radishes were more than enough, they were plenty. So rather than judge myself for not planting more, I decided to celebrate myself for doing exactly what I had the capacity for. And now, I'm writing this note to remind myself (and maybe you) that we can always do that. We can always return to and recenter our capacity. In fact, being honest with ourselves and working within our capacity is the only way forward. Because doing too much doesn't create more. It yields less. Just like planting two rows of radishes we have time to tend 'til harvest yields more than overextending ourselves and planting ten rows of things we abandon because we have too much going on. So today I am cheering you on in honoring your capacity, and I'm inviting you to plant two, or one, or even zero rows of radishes. |
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Thank you for reading my musings on radishes and capacity, First name / love. If this resonated with you, I hope you'll forward it to a friend, pop this link in your fave group chat, or screen shot a section and share on instagram. I'll be back in your inbox in two weeks to share my reflections on two whole years off of social media. For now I'm going to go eat Girl Scout cookies and watch Daisy Jones and the Six. β‘ |
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