The Earth Beneath Our Feet
I talk to my plants, hug trees and prefer gardening with my bare hands. What I’m less certain about are some of the claims surrounding grounding. A story about nature, evidence and a little earth magic.
I talk to my plants, hug trees and prefer gardening with my bare hands. What I’m less certain about are some of the claims surrounding grounding. A story about nature, evidence and a little earth magic.
I’ve been Southern Baptist, sort of Unitarian. I’ve experienced something I can only describe as divine—and I’ve also lost my shit. Maybe spirituality doesn’t require me to resolve the contradiction.