LIFE'S A GARDEN. DIG IT.

I have had the overwhelming urge to write lately. I feel moonbeams shooting out of my fingertips. I think, for the most part, the rough waters of project transition have subsided and it is time to embark on a new journey or maybe it is time to conquer being still. I feel something wonderful waiting around the corner or perhaps I am already living it and just beginning to recognize its presence. Perhaps, I have found peace or it has somehow found me.

Many days, I close my eyes and envision myself in a sun dress walking through my herb garden, Betty following closely behind picking flowers. I let her smell the rosemary on my hands and we sit under the big oak. We plant. We grow. We feel warm sunshine on our necks. We wash. We cook. We read. We sleep. Betty and me. I know it sounds dreamy and perhaps too simplistic but these thoughts have been drifting around in my head for months now. They are kites waiting for a string. I feel my dreams becoming a reality. I feel myself taking these tiny seeds of thought and planting them firmly in the ground of our life. I feel a new beginning in store.

It’s as if one day I finally woke from a deep slumber and said to myself, “Self, you can BE more than you ever thought possible. You have endured and there is a fantastic life before you. BE a haven for Betty. Self, it is time to begin again.”

Betty has a house with a Koi pond and a garden; a house with a pink room and a princess bed. She is a very happy, well-adjusted 3 year old and I am constantly amazed by her resilience and contagious spirit. She laughs and pretends and loves and dances and holds my hand.

I have a wood burning pizza oven and a new kitchen window. I have a turquoise front door which will soon be yellow. I am the owner of a strong spirit and repaired core. I feel so incredibly blessed and happy to live my life. I feel that each and every day is a gift.

So on this cold winter day, I remind you to wonder what waits around you soul’s corner. What winds will fill the sails of new voyage? I urge you to enjoy the new buds of spring and invite you to plant a seed and help it grow.

To my tiny seedling, I love you more than you will ever know.