Like many of you, I’m sure, I used to try to blend in to the muggle world as best I could. In fact, I have a particular, fox-like, affinity to being able to shape shift and play with invisibility.
But more recently, I have begun to revel in my essential nature:
I am a crazy plant lady.
Yes, I am that person you see as you’re driving by the park, not only hugging, but also talking to that oak tree.
I am the one that cringes when someone unconsciously sits or steps on a medicinal herb.
I am that friend that walks into your home and greets your house plants with an affectionate pat.
And I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world.Read More