Eclectic Muddlehood

I envy the self-awareness of a two year old. I am working daily to undo years of conditioning that has stretched my own mind-body connection rice paper thin. My daughter, however, is at one with her body. After three days of eating almost her body weight in raisins during her waking hours, I finally asked her What’s with all the raisins, kid? She looks up at me, cheeks full of the dried fruit in question and says simply, Help work the poop out.

Intuitive little booger. How does she know these things?