I have been introspective recently,
reflecting on my roles on this Earth:
Mother. Wife. Teacher.
But, seeing as guiding a seed to become a seedling,
and then nurturing it to a full grown, thriving plant
is also such an innate part of who I am,
I suppose I can add the title "Gardener" to that list.
But it could just as easily be "caretaker".
At times I truly feel like
it's a predetermined path that God or Mother Nature,
or the Universe, (or whoever or whatever you believe in), has set before me.
At times I feel overwhelmed by the responsibility of this role.
I feel as if I don't want to let down the fields or the
forest ….I don't want to let down the Earth that will (hopefully)
sustain our children, and our children's children.
It weighs on my mind…intermingled with all of the usual
heavy minded topics of my daily life….bills, happiness, freedom…..
|please note that buttercups are NOT edible|
….but it is truly a cleverly disguised part of everything I do, or say, or desire...
|please note that Buttercups are NOT edible|
….and I suppose that Thoreau says it better than I ever will:
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.”― Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods