I ask myself, what makes me satisfied? When do I feel this way? Some answers come to me immediately, then more layers of answers come through in waves. Being outside with the plants, just being around them, observing them, gives me a feeling of deep satisfaction. Then the communication with them comes forth. The way it is unfolding, it is a process that I don’t even know is happening until it happens. For example, I have been feeling an urge to go to a particular place to take a walk. I have been feeling it for a few days, maybe a week. It’s a thought that has crossed my mind. I finally made time to do it. I set aside other tasks that needed to be completed in lieu of making this important. I took my dog Roxy and drove to this place and brought my scissors and my backpack along, with the intention to harvest cronewort, because I have seen her growing there before. I got there, was walking along, and found her after a while in a particular spot on the side. I made an offering, then harvested some of the plants.