There’s something about getting your hands dirty that makes me feel good. Just by digging in and preparing the earth to be at its best to produce.
Planting a seed with the expectation or hope for growth. Is there a mindfulness exercise that can beat this? Putting all your hopes, wants, needs in the ground and giving it all to grow to its potential best?
Weird, never thought of gardening to be so rewarding. There have been theories that if you walk bear foot through the soil and occasionally spit on it (yes sorry about that!) the produce and soil will in return give you exactly what you need at that point in time. Wouldn’t that be a small miracle?
Wonder if all things work that way. So if you show your true colors, ask for what you need (not want?) it will come to you?
Jumping way ahead, back to start, I am off weeding!