"A garden requires patient labor and attention. Plants do not grow merely to satisfy ambitions or to fulfill good intentions. They thrive because someone expended effort on them."
— Liberty Hyde Bailey
There's nothing like the thud one can feel as you drop back into life after vacation.
You try to prepare for a soft landing, but much like the jarring sensation you felt as the wheels touched down on the tarmac, you are reminded that you are human. And therefore, you must face the reality that you play, you pay...
So, after a view of my over 100 emails and load of catch up, I felt a little stuck.
Stuck like I was the first time a cousin tricked me into stepping in a deep puddle of wet cow manure. I could not seem to lift my feet to get going in any direction. Not just overwhelmed, but apathetic too. Sigh. How in the world does one get out of this situation?
How about taking off your shoes and stepping into some new ones?
I did it, and you can too, with a simple act of stepping out of those weighed down pumps. Leave them in the sludge and go find your favorite footwear for doing what you love most. What is it you think about doing when you daydream? What is on your feet while you're doing it? It might be hiking boots, or perhaps running shoes or flip flops. For me, it's my pair of gardening clogs. It's like the magic of Dorothy putting on those ruby slippers. You're whisked away back to where you belong.
You get back to your roots, what inspires you and grows you.
And suddenly, there's no place like home.
Your head gets cleared and work gets done.
Go grow something.
Cheers.
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