We are here for more than ourselves.
The groundhog is nourished by my jalapenos and tomatoes. The birds indulge on fat little worms or seeds in the garden beds. Not every plant or vegetable is for me. I feel grateful that I can contribute to their health, just as this garden contributes to mine. In giving, so too I receive. Sitting here in my garden I am surrounded by the songs of birds and filled with laughter as I catch a glimpse of that fat old groundhog wobbling by.
More is not more, bigger is not better.
Keeping it natural and chemical free may mean my garden (even me) is a little smaller, yet rich with nutrients.
Thinning is important.
Not every seed planted can flourish. Too many seedlings growing in one area will stunt their growth. Similarly, fitting too much in, piling too much on, stunts my ability to experience the fullness life has to offer. The best fruit is borne from fewer, richer experiences.
My body grows according to how I nourish it.
Just as plants grow according to how they are fed, so do our bodies. Limited water or sunlight will inhibit their health, their leaves turning brown or yellow. I know what they need to flourish, just as I know what my body needs. The key to health is tending to this on a daily basis.
Hard work tastes sweet.
Good things in life come with a little sweat and ache. That which I have built and tended with my own hands continues to hold greatest meaning in my life.
My garden is perfect – exactly as it is.
It may or may not be the biggest, the greenest, or the most fruitful garden, but I have no desire to compare it. Instead, I am amazed by its beauty and find joy in the process of observing. As I mature as a gardener and human being, I find pleasure and freedom knowing that every human being, me included, is perfect just as we are.
Nature can be our greatest teacher. What lessons have you received from being in nature?