Seed Dreams

Pouring over seed catalogs and dreaming of the growing season...This is how I feel about having a garden, about farming and growing food and being an integral and intentional part of Nature. It gives me the whole universe as a gift...

The Seed Market

Can you find another market like this?

Where,

with your one rose

you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?

Where,

for one seed

get a whole wilderness?

For one weak breath,

a divine wind?

You've been fearful

of being absorbed in the ground,

or drawn up by the air.

Now, your waterbead lets go

and drops into the ocean,

where it came from.

It no longer has the form it had,

but it's still water

The essence is the same.

This giving up is not a repenting.

It's a deep honoring of yourself.

When the ocean comes to you as a lover,

marry at once, quickly,

for God's sake!

Don't postpone it!

Existence has no better gift. 

No amount of searching 

will find this. 

A perfect falcon, for no reason 

has landed on your shoulder,

and become yours.

From Essential Rumi

by Coleman Barks

With big love,
~Melissa