“There is so much love in your heart that you could heal the entire planet. But just for now let us use this love to heal you. Feel a warmth beginning to glow in your heart center, a softness, a gentleness. Let this feeling begin to change the way you think and talk about yourself.” ~Louise Hay
The snow has melted, the ground has thawed, and everything is bursting into growth as the hours of daylight lengthen. Roses, trees, shrubs, perennials… tenacious plants that return year after year as the earth swings closer to the sun for its summer vacation. Whether rainy or sunny, spring is when I spend every extra moment I have outside in my gardens. If it’s too wet, I will be moving rocks or building something. Planning and moving forward.
In spite of my powerful enthusiasm, spring helps teach me patience, over and over and over again. Every year as my gardens wake up and I get excited about what is coming and what will be, I’m the student once again, learning to be patient. When I find myself wishing that a plant or an area of my garden were better or different, I feel a kind voice in my heart telling me to ‘have patience’. These patient plants remind me that I am growing, all the time, even if only in my understanding of how to make mistakes. I’m blossoming the best I can in any given moment with the resources I have right now. Just like you, and every other living being.
Taking a restful moment to pause from the spring work, I breathe deeply and smile. I can feel it: I’m blossoming. I am growing better with each forward step and each weed pulled. I am becoming clearer and closer to my vision of the garden, and the life, that I really want. Truly, patience is a virtue. Namaste.
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