A Little Course in Mental Gardening: Grub up the Guilt

Permaculture Womens Guild

By Julia Pereira Dias When I was about eleven years old, my little brother, then six, slipped me a note to invite me to his room. Those days, I often felt bothered by my brother, who didn’t really have anyone else to play and interact with (my parents lived in their own world, but that’s another story). I wanted to go to my room instead and lock myself up. His room was next to mine and as I approached my door, I changed my mind and decided to honor his invitation. I knocked on his door. ‘Come in,’ he called…