Patience, grasshopper.
Yesterday, I planted some seeds in the garden. Cold-hardy things that the seed packets promised could be started in April. I just couldn’t wait any longer.
Today, I woke up and ran outside, to see if anything had happened.
All the garden bed had for me (NO signs of life! no sprouts! no little seedlings!) was one word of counsel:
A little reminder from the universe to slow the fuck down, let things happen in their own time, keep logging the hours of tending and nurturing even when it feels like nothing is coming of it, trust momentum, keep showing up. Patience.
Thanks, garden. As you were.
Categories: lisa richardson, pemberton, writer
gardening, patience, slow the fuck down, the velocity project
last paragraph is the kicker. nice.
Ah little grasshopper, you have learned your lessons well. Sempaixxx