I used to be afraid of gardening.  I was afraid that I would pull out something valuable and irreplaceable.  I was afraid that I would make a mistake.

Recently, something new is taking root in me.  I am beginning to see my garden as a  sacred playground.  As I explore and experiment, deep truths from within emerge.  As I tend my garden, these truths grow strong and take root in my conscious mind.

Today I created boundaries.  The sweet baby tears were flowing onto the sidewalk, circling around every plant, filling every nook and cranny they could find.  I allowed myself to remove the overflowing baby tears,  to compost them or put them in pots to be given away.  As I removed them, I became aware that abundance can choke off life if not shared.  Beneath these baby tears were treasures, I had long forgotten.  Stones, shells, garden art, as well as other plants were all hidden beneath the excess.  Removing the overabundant baby tears allowed me to unearth these treasures and to create spaces of emptiness, that allowed my spirit to soften and quiet and listen.  As new space was created, and boundaries became more clear, I began to breath deeper, to feel less scattered , to feel more at peace with life, to feel more at home in my body.

As I step into my day, I take this truth with me.  There are so many good options in life.  If I try to hold on to them all, then some will get choked off, some will get hidden, and others will become so overbearing that they will loose their vibrancy and beauty.  As I create boundaries, even with those things I love, I  consciously choose balance.  I choose which gifts of this life I will nurture, which I will appreciate in small doses and which I will need to cut back so as to fully appreciate all the life offered me.

I am no longer afraid of gardening.  It has become a meditation.  My fear of doing it wrong, has been replaced with a playful curiosity of what new truths I will discover.