The earth loves dormancy as much as growth, and without fallow time a field will cease to yield a harvest.
How do you seek times of dormancy and rest?
One thought on “Fallow”
Comments are closed.
The earth loves dormancy as much as growth, and without fallow time a field will cease to yield a harvest.
How do you seek times of dormancy and rest?
Comments are closed.
Traditionally I’ve used Sunday afternoons to “do nothing”, think slowly and consider what has been and what is planned for the next whatever. Knowing however that nothing (well almost) goes as planned and realizing that sometimes that’s the best way; surprises don’t always have to be bad, sad, unbearable, dangerous or life altering.