world peas

Good Evening Relatives

it's been a bit  I hope that Spring is as beautiful for you as it is becoming here In Pipestone. The geese flew over today!  The temperature changed in the night last night.  In the night, I woke up and opened the windows, the temperature was about 27 degrees, the wind was soothing and brought new oxygen and new thoughts into the house.  The wind has changed.

One thing that is comforting about the cold of winter is the warmth of the dawn of spring. As the light changes, so does the ground that was so frozen and so hard, soften.

As I watched the snow melting today and walked on ground that was so squishy and so soft I thought about seeds.

I think it will take as long as it takes for the seeds of the past to be overturned in the garden of my present. Sometimes I was not responsible for putting them inside of me but I am well aware now finally that it is up to me whether or not I give ground for seeds to sprout in, whether I water them and or fertilize them.

I think like most fellow beings looking forward to the growth and blossoming of new life, new ideas, new skills, and new paths between old haunts in the spring I actually will miss winter a little bit.

its funny we all keep going back and forth like the geese migrating between north an south south and north year after year season after season.

do we ever really learn new things? have better skills  are the new haunts we discover, old ones for someone else, are our old haunts new when we come back with different thoughts. do you think we are haunted by the seeds of our past. or do you think we can wait. stand still long enough until they fade, or crumble, or are no longer attractive. can we wait until we know that we are not growing our future out of fear, or anger, or power?
i loved hearing the geese today.  yesterday I loved sitting on the porch in freezing weather listening to the silence of the peace, today everything is moving and making noise, yesterday it was crystal cold frozen in time, a deep peace

can the garden grow new froot?

I think the best thing about spring is that things are really pretty simple, grow and blossom in a new way as old ice is shed and melted into water that nourishes new growth, or not.

it is in the spring that we find out where the difference lies in the old deadwood that from my heart I refuse to enliven even if it means I never move again

if the seeds of a new way  a new world are to grow then I must at a minimum spend the time that I have not trying to make new growth out of old habits, old thoughts, old fears, old choices, it feels so easy when it is cold to seek the warmth of the familiar, the comfort of what has kept my heart warm in the past. but it will not protect the new friendships and family that we all worked so hard to build over the last few years. Sometimes as a gardener the best thing I know to do is just not do what didn't really produce the froot I truly wanted in last years garden.  then the day will come when I will see it  the thing to do the weed to pull, the plant to encourage and once again like the geese flying home it will change the seasons.

and if in the meantime I don't act impulsively then I wont inadvertently destroy what is so valuable even if I don't recognize it  even if it does not fit the image of the garden that I thought would be best  maybe the ground and the wind and the sun and the water know more than I do what needs to grow in the ground of my heart  and maybe the weeds i need to pull are my old actions and responses or thoughts or judgements or expectations or anything but peace  out of the ground

whirled peas
lets plant some in our garden this spring


that is how ice feels as it loses its grip and cracks with springs new sun, that is how the hard ground feels as it gives way to the melting frost. at first a little squishy  but still solid underfoot

enjoy the squishy
love
mb