To Weed or Not to Weed?
When my mom died, I learned how to grieve. And I started to experience how feeling my feelings makes it easier to become more accountable to the impacts I have on the the world.
Since then, I've noticed that becoming more accountable can have the passive effect of weeding people out of my life who are having a hard time owning up to some of their own impacts.
I’m still working on discerning who I might choose to weed out of my life.
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My soul-world garden* is huge, and rich. I’m almost always up for getting some dirt under my fingernails there. Some join me from time to time, digging in and turning over the same earth together.
But I've realized in all the hard ways that I simply cannot delve beyond my own accountability. Good Fences is the best I can do, around the plots that are mine and mine alone (which may or may not abut the plots of Good Neighbors).
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Which leads back to a question many accountably-minded witches ask, repeatedly, forever:
What IS a weed? Who gets to decide? How the heck DO we decide?
To be continued…
*as opposed to my physical-world garden, which doesn’t exist
