feet on the ground

a morning practice to connect with earth

I’ve been waking early each morning, with the sun or soon after. And the first thing I do is walk barefoot in my garden—curl my toes into the dirt, walk from brick to sandstone to pile of pebbles, stand in rich soil under my crab apple tree, ankles tickled by parsley, oregano, tufts of clover.

My cat, Willow, takes her own path, but does the same. Her p…