Yesterday I wrote on my gardening blog that the garden is a place of solace. Gardens can be places of healing even for those who don't dig and weed and plant in them. They can be peaceful places, especially those where the sounds, fragrances, and colors are soothing. Being in my garden or any beautiful garden gives me that peace but working in my garden does so much more. It gives me perspective on my place in the world, it gives me a sense of connection, it reminds me that "this too shall pass." The hard physical labor and resulting sweat have a cleansing effect on my soul. Gardening lifts me up and out of myself.
|I like to think that the pain is carried away a little at a time on the wings of the butterflies.|
In losing myself in this work of the hands and heart I find peace. And though the pain doesn't disappear, it is made bearable.
For an earlier post on my gardening blog about handwork, gardening, and creativity go here.