Praise Mother Earth

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There is something magical about the earth. A force that we have been drawn to since birth. That feeling of wanting to play in dirt and get dirty.

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Now I get it! I’ve always loved to be in the garden. It became a reflection of my personality, the seeds I chose to grow, the plants I put in the ground, the condition of the soil. I try to make it a weekend routine and feel myself standing taller each time I rinse my feet off at the end of a hot, sweaty day outdoors.

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When I moved out of my parents home I think I was 25, give or take 6 months. With a one year old child. I needed my independence, that last tie had to be broken. Thankfully I was blessed with a second family home, but that needed alot of work, mostly outside in the garden. This was my introduction to gardening. It took weeks of work prior to me moving in just to clear the unnecessary overgrowth to expose the soil underneath. My grandmother on my dads side was a gardening enthusiast her whole life and there were so many different species of plant to be found that I became hooked. Clearing the growth gave dormant plants a chance for water and sunlight. Over the years the garden flourished and I was proud of my efforts. When a relationship turned sour I found myself becoming too busy to nurture my garden and it hurt me intensely. I felt helpless, without energy to do anything I decided it was time to say goodbye, to my home and my business. It was time to pick up the roots I had planted 10 years ago, accept my failures, ask for help, and move out. It was time for me to ‘grow up’.

Now 35 with an eleven year old and feeling weak and worn out. I was very fortunate to meet a man who has played a big role in my life and influenced my actions to where I am now. Without indulging in the pasts very difficult years and our attempts trying to make space for each other in our lives we eventually found common ground in the garden.

I began landscaping a section of ground he had forgotten about shortly after I’d settled in my new home, and from time to time I’d have to force him from the couch to carry a heavy rock or dig a difficult hole. I missed the companionship but I found my strength here and planted many plants that had travelled down the road from my old home. He didn’t venture often into the garden without a grumble. A year later we are inseparable in the garden and enjoy an evening walk every day to look for something new together. Its a time we’ll never forget.

India’s earth hummms with energy. The produce is sweet and succulent. The whole family works in the garden. The cow is sacred because of its gift back from the earth, fuel and building material from dung.

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My roots are here for now, but I’ll be bringing that living energy home with me and will continue to grow.

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We all need to look for the dark corners in our homes and open them up to the sunlight…and search for the dark corners in our lives that need watering. And allow Mother Earth to teach you her secrets.

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