Monday, June 26, 2023

My Simple Life

I had some lovely time to myself this morning. I was reflecting on my life and how much it has changed. I was thinking about how much of my life used to be consumed by work. Just like my husband. How I didn't even have time to think about eating or how to take care of myself. I was too busy taking care of others. My clients, my dogs, my husband and my son. I absolutely came last.

Now here I am stripped bare. My son is living with my mother. No career. One adorable little dog. I have all the time in the world,

I realized that like this wild and crazy collage of my family my "core" is a jumble of many things. Where there used to be one massive boulder in my day "WORK" there now are many smaller things. My garden, my pooch, my family, meals, movement, ceramics/artwork, socializing... I still have an incredibly rich, full life. It just looks completely different now.

Here's a story...
My mother bought me chives this winter and they didn't do well at all. When I was planting my spring garden I dug them up and planted them all together in a small clay pot. I kept them out back and still took care of them. Recently they all died after living their life cycle. I had let them flower rather than eat them. I was going to re-use the pot they were in, so I started digging them out. And look what I found!

From these tiny little chives came a giant bowl of onions. I don't even know how they all fit in that small pot. I just kept digging out more and more beautiful onions. I thought the plant was dead and useless but where I couldn't see it was making magic. 

I constantly learn from nature. She is a fantastic teacher if you just pay attention. There's a lot you can take away from that onion story. Growth happens where other's can't see it. When you think you're dying you're really transforming. Thrive where life puts you... I could go on and on.

My life is as full as that pot. I just have to dig a little to notice and see it.




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