Lately I feel I’m in constant motion, moving from one project to the next, flowing like a stream across a beautiful landscape. Some days seem overwhelming- but they always manage to pour out like a waterfall into a gentle pool, allowing for a few moments of tranquility before carrying on towards the sea. Most of the time I don’t mind the feeling of busyness. It’s always worth it when I can reap what I’ve sown, literally and metaphorically. Last weekend I tasted the perfectly sweet beets I planted months ago, a reminder of the power of patience and putting love into all that I do. It’s in these moments I recognize that busyness isn’t always work- it’s nurturing, it’s elevating, it’s creating. I’m grateful for these opportunities, and the space in between to reflect…