The hunter’s full moon is shining down on my garden tonight. I don’t have much in the garden, but the soil is freshly tilled and a dozen seedlings are reaching for the sky. My garden, honestly, is about everything but the vegetables. Sometimes it’s about control.
I can’t say I control my garden well. And the garden certainly doesn’t control me.
If the bean counters showed up, my garden would be condemned. It’s a bad business model. More money for the lesser vegetables, or, often, no vegetable at all. Add to that, the garden takes up precious time, space, and effort.
If the bean counters, however, would factor in more than harvest, my garden would receive a “best deal” sticker. My garden is for unplugging, for meditation and movement, for physical and mental therapy, for emotional grounding.
Tonight as I studied the hunter moonshadows on my crooked rows, I felt a surge of comfort.
Just as everything was spinning completely out of control, I took time last weekend to weed and till my garden. The weeds in some spots were chin-high. It took two days and many I’m-going-to-pass-out moments.
Control becomes an emotion. I felt it immediately. Sure, I was panting and wiping the sweat from my face. But I had restored something. Taken control.
I started this week with more direction and strength. And tonight, as that out-of-control feeling was creeping back in, I went outside to see the full moon. I knew she’d be there. That helped.
I looked at the shadows she cast. My garden rows and seedlings beamed up at me in the moonlight. They restored me.
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I Love my garden too. Helps me control stress by creating beauty and order in my garden. I call it wellness gardening. 🙂
Most definitely stress management for me! Thanks for reading.