Updated: Mar 31, 2019
REFLECTIONS FROM TWO MONTHS OF GARDENING
I used to play a simple game with my dad on road trips in California called, “Hey dad, what’s that?!” We used to drive up and down California and I was fascinated with how my dad could glance at the field and tell me without hesitation what plant it was. To me, they all looked the same. Thirty some years later, I’ve become my father. I wake up and end my work days, watering and observing sunrise and sunset the subtleties of the plants. I have no idea what I am doing, but in the observation, I know deep in my heart, I am having a conversation.
From herbs to dark leafy greens, venturing as far as egg plant and zucchini… during my first month of nutrition school, my professor showcased some health coaches. One was a woman, who was also a doctor, who also had a huge garden and was a herbalist. The video was more than intimidating. I instantly thought if this is what I was signing up for, I was in over my head. I thought the same thing when my coach told me to compete in a National Show bodybuilding.
What am I learning through all the silence is that our relationship with time constantly needs to be assessed for joy and courage. That failure, whether in the gym, in the garden, letting your kombucha sit for too long, in a relationship, it isn’t always heartbreaking and the end of the world. Lately, with my son, my favorite catchphrase is, “let’s try it, I trust you and if it fails, it’s okay.” Overall, I continue to look forward to be my father’s mini me, and continue to find some much gratitude in unraveling into completely like myself.
If any of you have a green thumb, I’d love any tips. Here is what we have growing, and again, I still have no clue what I am doing, but my intuition and mimicking of my grandfather, father and family members has taken me pretty far.
Some Asian leafy green
French and English Thyme
Microgreens: pea sprout