Monday, April 21, 2008
For Every Season
I am enchanted by the return of Spring; I am watching the seeds that my son planted breaking through the soil. The small vegetable garden is coming to life, and we wait in anticipation of the fruit that it will bring forth eventually. With each week you can see the growth of the plants change significantly.
In a sad way it reminds me of how quickly our children grow, I remember stooping down to wipe ice cream off my sons check. Now I look up at him and have to stand on my toes just to kiss his check. Watching his large hand plant those tiny seeds in the ground, the hands that were so small that use to fit inside mine, make me think about time.
Everything has it time, how does the saying go “A time to live, a time to die”, I know the plants that he planted, will grow, give fruit, wither back and eventually die. Humans have a choice in how they choose to live; they grow, give life and then they have a second choice of growth and what they want to be. That is the season I am at, I have a new growth a gained wisdom and I am free to do with it what I want. Oh I still have the everyday responsibilities, but I have grown into a new stage of freedom in my life.
I have my creative mind available to me, to write, make jewelry, scrapbook or I can if I choose to, sit at this window and stare out and wonder at nature, and all the things that renews life in the spring, while I contemplate on what I want to do my life.
I gather my thoughts and my memories and smile at all the gifts I was given, and wonder what gifts I will give back now that I have time.