thursday || watering

day 208

"When you plant seeds in the garden, you don’t dig them up every day to see if they have sprouted yet. You simply water them and clear away the weeds; you know that the seeds will grow in time. Similarly, just do your daily practice and cultivate a kind heart. Abandon impatience and instead be content creating the causes for goodness; the results will come when they’re ready." 
— Thubten Chodron

We laugh and cheer each other on in rowing class and I beat my best split time by a few seconds. Like counting my breath, counting my pulls, helps me to focus on something else beside the numbers on the machine and I find myself in a rhythm, eyes closed, just me and my rower.

I come home and spend time in the garden, spotting the tiniest of green beens and zucchini, which I will pick tomorrow for dinner. I see the snow peas are about done, leaves are yellowing and drying up. This too is a spiritual act. I water with my clippers close by and the weeding bucket. My hands know just what to do without even thinking as I move among the beds. The task is calming and peaceful and feels so normal. 30+ years of gardening will do that to a woman I think. The dog and I set in the grass after I am done and I feel blessed and full.