Peaches & Pears
My neighbor just knocked on the door with a box of peaches and pears from his trees.
Simple. Sweet. Abundant.
And it hit me: this is life. This is polarity.
The fruit of one season, received in another. The masculine work of planting, tending, harvesting. The feminine sweetness of ripening, offering, nourishing.
Both matter. Both needed.
Too often we chase one without the other. All grind, no sweetness. Or all sweetness, with no roots. But the truth is—we’re meant to taste both. To grow and to receive. To plant and to savor.
So this morning, I’m eating peaches and pears. Falling in love with the gifts right in front of me. And remembering that real abundance isn’t out there—it’s in the ground under your feet, and in the hands willing to share their harvest.
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