Last Sunday I had quite a remarkable day, one that filled me with such richness and connection, left me wondering why every day is not this way. I had a project, I needed to clean out my garden shed to fit in some firewood that was sitting on my front lawn.
Ok so I am quite a messy person, give me a clean space and I want to create in it. Until there is no clean spaces left, and I then start to go a wee bit crazy.. yeah I know not at all zen more chaotic and juicey! I could blame my kids here, they are a very useful distraction most times, thing is, if I am honest I have always been this way. Anyhow back to last Sunday, I nailed something this day, the perfect balance of organising the chaos and getting loads done. I was resisting sorting out my garden shed, as over the winter mice or perhaps even rats had had a field day in there.
My seed collection was vitually destroyed, spread all over the shelves and floor. Heartbreaking! Sorting this all out was a multi dimensional job, one where order of tasks kept skipping from slowly sorting out the seeds, going through which ones could be salvaged, ones that needed to be planted out, what in this shed I no longer needed, moments of finding the perfect spot in the vege garden to create beds for the snowpeas, corns and getting the seed trays out.
I couldn't get to my seed raising house as the nastursium and buttercup had taken over, this required action so time was spend weeding this area, which then I moved to my strawberry patch giving it some love (and light..literally)
Breaking this up with filling the wheelbarrow with wood and creating the best stacked wood pile I could. Each time I walked past my vegetable patch with my loadful of wood, the comfry that surrounds it, standing tall seemed to smile deeply at me, the purple flowers holding secrets I have yet to discover, keeping a mystery alive, keeping me going. Something deeper was occuring, I was not giving myself a hard time today, I was getting on with what I wanted to do, and yeah no washing got done, and the paints and paint brushes were still out on the table from last weeks painting adventure but the garden and I were singing sweetly to each other, I had let go of so much, accepting myself in the way I do things. Being in my flow.
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Have a delicious day
Chalice xx