As a kid growing up in rural America, I was forced to help with my dad’s garden. Every year we would go to the store to buy the seeds, rototill the soil, plant in the spring, pull out the weeds throughout the Summer, and harvest in the Fall. I hated it.
The garden was around 30 feet wide by 50 feet long and had a wide variety of vegetables. There were rows of Sweet corn, peas, beets, cabbage, varieties of squash, potatoes, and lots more. So there was A LOT of planting, weeding, harvesting to do….every year. And as a kid, all I wanted to do was ride my bike, be lazy, and hang out.
It wasn’t until I saw this meme on FaceBook that it made sense. I thought weeding was just another “chore” that I had to do while my parents were at work. And the whole time he was teaching me a beautiful ritual of faith.
Picking out the seeds = Your annual goals
Rototilling the soil = Creating the best area to grow
Weeding = Getting rid of the things that block you
Harvest = Receiving your Intention
As I write this, my dad is 88 years old. The garden has slowing shrunken over the years. The variety of plants he grows is less. And the weeding is now being done by my sister Janet. But every year he still picks out the seeds for that years garden and has faith that he’ll see the harvest.
It took me 53 years of living to have this “Aha” moment. It wasn’t until I took a step back from the hate and resentment towards being “forced” to do the action, that I was open to receiving my epiphany.
And I thank God that I did because now I have the rest of my life to use this wisdom
Love and Hugs,