Farming for Mental Health

Tightening my belt to fill big shoes, I found solace in the work

Photo by Alice Refla on Unsplash

I wore the same belt for fifteen years. It was thick and wide, the brown leather unadorned, simple. The buckle was sweat-tarnished and strong.

I alternated between three different holes on the belt, my weight fluctuating through happiness and stress. The belt had been with me since I…

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Kimberly Carter

Kimberly Carter

Life coach, riding instructor, writer, I was raised in a barn and now spend my time figuring out how farms heal us. bramblewoodstables.com

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