Grove Living, Self-Acceptance, and the Quiet Joy of a Life That Needs No Approval
There comes a moment when you stop asking the world to confirm that your life is valid.
The more simply I live, the less I feel the need to explain myself.
Some of the deepest lessons about life don’t come from people — they come from watching chickens scratch the earth.
Intro (gentle, present)
There is something I’ve been noticing in my life lately.
The more I live simply, the less I feel the need to explain myself.
Not to friends.
Not to partners.
Not to the world.
And this didn’t come from theory, or from spirituality, or from trying to become something else.
It came from living.
From being here.
From pausing long enough to watch life unfold in its own rhythm.
Today I want to talk about group living, self-acceptance, and what happens when we stop needing validation for a life that already feels true.
Now I want to share a poem that I have written in Mary Magdalene Speaks – Title Hermit on page 124.
I am a Hermit inside my head,
A wanderer in a world too loud,
Drifting through a sea of voices,
Wrapped in the hush of solitude.
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