Like yesterday, today’s post is something that is personal. It is about a time Demeter did NOT help me when I needed her help (and in point of fact is still not helping me). Yesterday I wrote of the community garden at the building where I am. There is one participant, that no matter how much I try, I cannot get along with other than on a very superficial level. I have asked Demeter to help me with this and still cannot. This it to the point that I feel a sense of miasma whenever I am around this person — even in the sacred confines of the garden.