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| Purple pole beans are the highlight of this year's garden. |
When did you last take the time to enjoy the moment and feel fully alive?
When was the last time you have been fully aware of the breath going in and out of your body?
Or were still enough to hear your own heartbeat and know that the blood was still pumping through your veins?
Or were still enough to hear your own heartbeat and know that the blood was still pumping through your veins?
For me, one of those times came yesterday as I was laying in the grass next to my raised bed garden.
Initially I wanted to get a different photographic perspective on things, but as I lay there, I felt all stress wash away.
Something came into my awareness. A tiny, hairy beautiful beast.
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| A beautiful beastie in my garden. I had just finished watering, so that explains the water drops in the caterpillar's hair. |
We spent some time together. "Enjoy now", it reminded me, and I did just that.
Then I picked the purple pole beans and bush beans that will keep us fed over the coming winter.
There is no such thing as a bad day in the garden. I enjoy every moment I spend there.
Then I picked the purple pole beans and bush beans that will keep us fed over the coming winter.
There is no such thing as a bad day in the garden. I enjoy every moment I spend there.
The gentle moments are often the most memorable aren't they?
ReplyDeleteYes. They are some of the most memorable experiences of my life.
DeleteThe world could use more gentle moments, more "ah-ha!" experiences.
There is a memory from my childhood, a time when I climbed a tree. I was hyper aware of the breeze on my skin, the warmth of the sun, the leaves rustling around me. I felt at one with the Earth and all living things. I knew that it was sacred, and that has never left me.
ReplyDeleteI am familiar with the event you describe, and there is nothing better. Once you have experienced such a thing, your life is permanently changed and enhanced.
DeleteYou are fortunate to know such a connection is possible. If everyone could feel the same thing, it would change everything.
I remember our daughters out in the garden eating peas. They were so cute.
ReplyDeleteThat is a lovely memory. I will forever remember my childhood exposures to gardens. My parents did not garden, but their parents did, and they had amazing gardens in their yards. When we visited them, the garden was where I could be found. Eating peas.
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