I am devoted to life period.

I’m writing from a sweet little coffee shop in this town that feels both brand new and so familiar. Like this land has been whispering my name for years. I sit among humans who meet one another's gaze, hold doors open with smiles, introduce themselves for no reason at all, and stop for strangers on the side of the road (me last week). Luna rests her head on my shoulder, my constant reminder of companionship.

As I witness this new environment, I feel a gentle current inside of me. I imagine it's the same one that pulls the trees to surrender each year. Like clockwork they draw their energy down from leaves and branches, descending deep into the trunk and roots, storing life force for the seasons ahead. 

This rhythm is familiar

I trust that my body knows the way home.

As all life around me turns inward I feel the same invitation in my bones.

I’ve been sitting with the words lately, “surrender to the season or repeat the cycle again” and questioning what that looks like for me? So far It is a returning to my roots, pulling my energy back from places that feel too exposed. The first one that comes to mind is social media. Like many of us, I find myself often consuming beyond my limits. Exactly what these apps are designed for. When I am in this cycle I feel drained, uninspired, unmotivated, and exhausted. I am working on healing a nervous system that is still so fragile after being uprooted from everything that felt like home. It's my responsibility to tend to her gently, the same way I would with a plant settling into new soil. The roots are small at first, and don’t have much strength to hold on, then over time they get stronger and stronger until it's like they've been there all along. 

To support this process I’m taking a break for two months at least. 

An intentional disconnect

A love letter to my frayed edges

A moment for my roots to strengthen 

A return to what truly inspires me

I’ve wondered if this is a poor business decision as I receive many of my sales from that world. But my spirit is calling me toward what’s right in front of me, the community here, the local shops, the markets, the people I can look in the eye. I’d rather spend my time pursuing these avenues than spend hours trying to outsmart an algorithm designed to keep us chasing. I’m curious to see what emerges for me and From Earth And Eden in this shift.

Lately, I’ve been in a practice of noticing what sparks feelings of interest, inspiration, creativity, in the world in front of me. The other day it was vibrant earthy colors in a window display, a dried ginkgo leaf on the sidewalk, a book store with those ladders that reached all the way to the ceiling, and someone fishing in the frosted river. Today it's a building full of humans coexisting, some are working, some are heading to dance lessons, creating art, sipping coffee from mismatched recycled mugs, there’s a group of ladies playing board games on an old wooden table, and a woman shedding quiet tears trying not to be noticed. 

When I scroll, I feel separated, I convince myself that everyone else has things a bit more figured out than I do, I am pulled into comparison and feel the need to perform. But when I’m present with what’s in front of me, I see that we are all the same. I feel connected, I soften, I am reminded of the beauty in the messiness of being human. In these moments, I don’t feel alone. I don’t feel the need to compare. I feel a warmth in my chest that whispers, celebrate them, and celebrate yourself because we’re all doing the best we can, and that is both tender and holy.

I look forward to writing more, my thoughts feel like an absolute jumbled mess these days until I begin to write, the waters clear and I'm brought back to the heart of what matters. I look forward to witnessing my business bloom in ways I can’t yet imagine. I look forward to connecting with you in a way that feels slow and intentional. Always feel free to hit reply, I'd love to hear from you. 

In this season I am deeply devoted to expressing the rawness of finding my way to a life that inspires me, even when it’s a little messy. 

I’m devoted to picking myself up after experiences that completely unraveled me. 

I’m devoted to experiencing every inch of my time here even when I am scared, overwhelmed, tired, or unsure.

I am devoted to life period. 

I’ve been leaning on the plants as usual, and I’d like to share about them in each newsletter. The one coming off the shelf each day lately is Maca root.

The other evening I spent time intentionally consuming this plant, feeling into its medicine while studying what others have learned from it.

Maca root grows in the high Andes of Peru. It’s considered a survival food, celebrated and held close by those who live nearby. To withstand the extremes of high elevation 12-15,000 ft, it must store high amounts of minerals, nutrients, and life force into its roots. Maca has a tendency to support the HPA axis. From what I understand (I’m no scientist) this is the conversation between hypothalamus, pituitary, and adrenals.

When the signal to produce cortisol is constantly firing, Maca comes in gently and says,
hey love, you aren’t being chased by a saber tooth tiger, let’s slow down this cycle. 

Maca’s resilience mirrors and strengthens our own. There are 3 kinds, Red maca has constituents that speak specifically to the female reproductive system, black maca to the male, white maca to all. Maca is a reminder to me that the medicine of our earth mother is divinely created to support us. I give thanks for that truth daily. Working with and learning from plants is the greatest gift of my life. I look forward to learning more from this root and crafting a remedy to share in 2026.

Here’s a cozy recipe I’ve been making weekly

Golden Maca Milk 

1 thumb-sized nub fresh turmeric

1 thumb-sized nub fresh ginger

1 tsp organic maca powder (Mountain Rose Herbs is a great source)

1 tsp cinnamon

A crack of black pepper

2–3 cups milk of choice

Blend everything together, strain, and store in the fridge, warm up a cup whenever you need a moment of comfort woven with resilience.

During this time away from socials, the shop will remain open. Thank you for your support always. 

Be well, Be nourished, and Be kind 

With love and blessings, 

Mary From Earth and Eden