Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Holding My Own Pen

When it is silent in the greenhouse, there is a lot of time for thinking. No noise pollution - just the singing of the birds - it is quiet. Often it takes some adjustment to hearing your own thoughts - we are so used to being conditioned to always be doing something; listening, watching, reading. I welcome the quiet of the greenhouse. It forces me to think about what I'm doing at that very moment. Being present takes getting used to.

What I thought about yesterday while starting lettuce seeds was, "Who are we?" Instead of the age-old adage, "We are what we eat," which is mostly true, I wondered, "What story are we writing with our lives?"

No answer came quickly, but as I painstakingly prepared the soil-less mix and counted each seed one by one, I began to realize that we are writing our stories as we go along.

Who (or what) is holding your pen?

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Our Neck of the Woods said...

Wow, I love that quote. It is a good thing to ponder from time to time, and one that I am definitely thinking about right now. Thank you for sharing :)

Anonymous said...

Very grateful for this post I am going through life changing events right now.

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Unknown said...

I love this quote, its so so very good. Being still and able to soak in the quiet is such a gift isn't it. Have a great day!

Anonymous said...

It is so wonderful to just "be". "Be" at peace with the natural world, "be" at peace with yourself, "be" open and present to the moments that are so fleeting and "being" willing to listen for God in those still moments. It is so hard for me to just "be"....I have monkey brain...slowing down takes a lot of practice:)

Lesa said...

I read this once, and had to come back and read it again - wonderful post, love it!