I was out gardening yesterday Did I really just start a sentence like that? I promise, I have never actually gardened in my life, except at kibbutz camp maybe when I was 12. Something about weeds and watering And sunlight.
So yesterday, I was outside looking at the dry mud and unruly things growing, and dying, in the pretty wooden beds I had built last year, and before I knew it, I was down and dirty. In the mud, pulling and snipping and I realized though I had been watering the beds daily (ish) I had done only the most cursory job, A quick ode to watering as it were while I went about my day. An ode so that they might not fully die, and so that I might not fully feel so bad about wanting to live in beauty but not spending the time to care for and maintain that life.
After and hour or so in the mud, I felt pretty damn good. And sheepish. How did I build this bed and not get in there to make it enough?? What are the things you have built or started that you could not find the time , or energy for once it got going? Are there things that you want to get back to, to dig deeper and dirtier ? And what are the things that hold you back from doing that dirty work?
Maybe it is time to get back in the mud. Or get out of the mud for that matter! I think it important to take assessments every couple of months and see where you are placing your attention. Maybe you look and decide yes, good, and continue to attend in that way. And then maybe you decide no, attention must be paid elsewhere. To hop into the mud and get down and dirty again.
We will be practicing regularly through the summer, and I will keep you posted on additional classes and retreats.
THIS WEEK CLASSES REMAIN IN SCHEDULE EXCEPT:
WEDNESDAY JUNE 12 9 AM RATHER THAN 10 AM.