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Love in a Cup

By: Wendy April 18, 2018January 6, 2019

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Let me pour you a cup of flowers. Yes, Please. What is it about a cup of flowers poured over with steaming hot water? How is it possible that the right combination can move you to tears? Offering an unconscious release, you never knew you needed. Until now. Let me pour you a…

The Accidental Food Activist

By: Wendy October 10, 2016January 6, 2019

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So, I never set out to be an influencer. Only a homestead mama sharing the joy. However, sometimes, somewhere along the way, purpose finds you. You can choose to step into the moment, lean in hard and listen good, or you can shrink back and shy away from it. One choice will feel right, good,…

Where Does Our Food Come From?

By: Wendy March 6, 2015March 6, 2015

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We recently re-watched the documentary Food, Inc. It has been a few years since I had seen it and my hubby never had, so on a freezing Sunday afternoon, we watched, and woke up all over again. There is a lack of awareness, perhaps even denial on some of our parts, some of the time,…

A Gardener’s Soul

The Earth is Full of the Goodness of the Lord. ~Psalm 33:5 This scripture speaks to my gardening soul. It softly whispers to my heart, and is a constant reminder to give thanks for the abudance of the garden. I have precious memories of being in the garden as a child with my mom, and also…

Wendy

Knowing Woman, lover, friend. Moon child, Mother, healer, midwife, servant to both life and death; offering myself the opportunity for rebirth. And so when I forget, all I need do is look inward, offer my open heart and hands as I remember that I belong, a wanted granddaughter of the moon, a needed woman, a worthy woman, a called to service woman, asked to step into my True Self, honor my truth, my lineage, my courage, my heart, remembering fully who I am.

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