The past few years have included a good deal of change for me. While ultimately, I know much of it has been good, I have felt overwhelmed with the lyrics "I'm in over my head, over my head" playing over and over again in my mind. I started evaluating work load and asked what could be hired out? What could I afford to get help with? The answer was not near enough!
So, as I do every spring, I begin the process of cleaning out the garden. I raked out the winter accumulation of leaves. I pulled weeds and raked out the brown and dry perennials from the previous season. Beneath the mess, new plant growth was already pushing through the earth. The fresh smelling soil was dark and moist and I realized something I have known in years past but have forgotten; the garden is just like me. Working in the garden is a moving meditation.
As I clear out the old growth and pull weeds, I metaphorically clear the clutter of my mind; I sort out what needs to be saved and what is no longer alive. As I tend to the new plants emerging through the soil, I energetically recognize that in myself which is the process of becoming. And this year as I planted bright petunias for the sheer joy they will provide me this summer, and added a few perennials, I gave myself a gift. In tending the garden, I find the peace and silence to tend to Self.
I don't think that I will be hiring out the garden any time soon.
Blessings,
Sheryl
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