reverb13: day 18
This post is part of Reverb 13:
Day 18: In the midst of living, did you find moments to breathe?
Were there moments that held you in the embrace of peace and quiet and
pure contentment? Did these moments catch you by surprise or
did you create the space for peace to find you?
How will you make space for greater peace in 2014?
I’ve learned to find peace in many places. In books and in words, through running and simple, repetitive chores.
But my favorite place for peace is in my garden, which is just a bit ironic because the truth is, it’s always in a state of chaos, as any garden that doesn’t have a full-time caretaker will be.
But no matter… I still find peace there. Most mornings in early summer, I head out there for my first cup of tea, sit in a favorite spot to sip and listen to the birds.
I fight the urge to get up and weed, or deadhead, or control, and try to just enjoy this place that used to be lawn and driveway and mud and is now my very own postage stamp of paradise.
Even the work of gardening brings me peace, a day spent in the sun with nothing to do but plant and weed and tidy restores my very soul. (Mulching, not so much.)
The lessons I have learned in my garden spill over into my life, daily. Patience, of course, being the most obvious.
The cycle of life. The force of nature. Rest and renewal. Death.
It’s all there, in amongst the chaos.
Now that it’s winter, I will find my peace in front of the fire, dreaming of spring and green and my garden.
Waiting to inhale.