Harvesting, a perpetual taking away but always giving back. The mind, an infinite landscape layered by soil. Some seeds will grow, others will turn into soil, others will spread and take over. The mind, an infinite possibilities, never there, yet always already present.
I hope that you find some seeds waiting to grow in the mind garden you are cultivating; they might be hidden in the strangest corners.
Hive, Hive-mind, mindlessly meandering through hexagonal thoughts, pondering, waiting, always waiting for the same thing to happen differently.
Be creative and enjoy the growth. Welcome!
I love your continuation of the mind/soil idea. And thank you for getting me on this platform and for the warm welcome. Much appreciated. I'm looking forward to all our future musings!
There is a beautiful board of a psychologist in the UK: mind garden.
We cultivate our crops by reading, by reading we sow new seeds.