Weeding

Weeding in my back garden, 11th March 2014

I would love to have a beautiful garden.

Whilst I was off work, I managed to get outside more than usual. However my garden is not the blissful haven that I was seeking.

My garden is large, and long neglected by previous owners. The perilous journey to the shed at the bottom of the garden requires fierce determination to battle the myriad of angry weeds with spikes and stingers ready to attack. 

But I decreed that I was going to be the conqueror of this parlous land and create a 'New-Eden' in my own back yard. Back down on Earth, I soon released that weed killer was not going to cut it. In a moment of valiance, I decided to retrieve the garden fork and spade from the cobwebbed corner of the shed and dig up the entire garden, in order to pull those weeds right out from the roots. A drastic measure, but warranted, if I actually want anything beautiful and fruitful to grow.

And so it is with the mind. Negative thoughts can be like weeds. They take root in the mind, and sprout their ugly heads. In time they multiply and grow spikes and stingers, strangling the healthy thoughts around them. 

So at the minute I'm weeding, and starting to sow seeds that I know with perseverance and commitment, will grow into something strong, healthy, and beautiful.

Musing there an hour alone

Last Thursday, I returned to work following a two month gap. This hiatus was unplanned, and due to ill health. During this time, I have made great strides with the way in which I see myself and others, and many people have commented in the change in me- 'You've got your sparkle back' - they have said.

I have a habit of fixating my mind on negative thoughts and ideas and obsessing over them to unhealthy levels. This means that I allow bright, pure, and lovely moments to glide by me, whilst I'm stuck in a sludge of negativity.

So this is my project. When I have 'an hour alone': to notice, muse upon, and appreciate the good, the worthy, and the wonderful.