Yesterday I stepped out side of my comfort zone and got my hands dirty.
I spent the day gardening with my dear dad, and while this doesn’t seem very exciting to many, it was joyful to me and my dad.
He’s a farmer by trade and all I can say is, it must be in his blood, because he is totally free and at ease, while up to armpits in mud.
All the while I’m no gardener, but while I sat and dug and made mud pies with Marly, dad chatted away about the life cycle and the miracle of a growing seed.
It just flow from him and I could see the passion in his eyes as he talked about the beauty of giving something back to Mother Nature.
He then trusted me to plant his tiny plants he has grown from seed, and I felt pride in knowing I had given something back to the earth. But even more so, the smile on his face as he watched me, I knew I had given him something as well.
That moment in time was special and one memory I think will stay with me.
As we sat and drank English tea, dad quotes a poem to me,
Which I have to share with you. 🙂
When you think of a seed what do you see?
A small spec lost in the crowd,
tossed, trampled, sowed and ploughed.
Or can you see what we see?
The first steps in a great journey
You see a seed isn’t just a spot,
lost amongst all the the rest.
It has its own vision, a quest
to change nothing into a lot.
On the way it may be hard,
the dream in tatters, the map lost.
When you’re down to your final card ,
will the reward be worth the cost?
But as the roots work their way,
the future begins to grow.
And with every passing day,
quick begins to outpace slow.
Soon the leaves are fully formed,
branches sprouting left and right.
Standing tall above the swarms,
giving shade against the light.
A few more years along the line,
the road is paved for a legacy.
It’s seems impossible but over time
one seed really did make that tree.
Above all, remember this,
next time you see a seed.
Don’t see just it for what it is,
But see it for what it can be.
As I’m a thinker, I began to think about how this was true not only to the seed but in life to.
We all have a journey in front of us, it’s how we deal with that journey, that’s important.
And when you grow frail, looking back at your journey, you will see the beauty and the magic of every step you have taken to make the story of what you have called you life.
We are all seeds blowing in the wind, finding the perfect spot to lay down our roots.
What you grow into is up to you.
Make it beautiful 🙂