“Your mind is a garden,
Your thoughts are the seeds.
You can grow flowers
or you can grow weeds.”
Such is the paraphrase from William Wordswith’s poem,|
“Your mind is the garden,
your thoughts are the seeds,
the harvest can either be flowers or weeds.”
A metaphor and an image with a resounding impact, especially if one is at crosswords mentally. All our thoughts originate from our mind (let’s forget the heart for the moment, that invariably gets us into trouble!). Our mind, the garden, gives root to our thoughts that is derived from our experiences, all that we see, watch and ultimately do. Every thought is a seed. What grows in that mind’s garden can either be flowers or weeds.
The trick is to be mindful in life, water that which you want to bloom, nourish your mild, cultivate what you would like to reap. Sometimes circumstances and life’s events weigh us down in the worst possible ways, life is admittedly tough. Out of that negativity and upset, your harvest may be thorny wild, weeds. Constantly sad, listless and upset? That invites negativity of mind and body. In creeps, sickness and debilitation.
… and who needs that?
Happiness, fulfilment and love generates rosy images of good growth.
So, better late than never. Rather be a late bloomer. Even if you are a rose amongst the thorns (that is all perspective, right? Right!). Remove the weeds and thorns of your flesh and garden. Cease to be the shrinking violet or wallflower. Aspire to be as fresh as a daisy, remain as busy as a bee and make your life, your bed of roses. You can. Before the bloom is off the rose. You are travelling this way but once. Resolve to come up as fragrant as a rose and happy as a sunflower with the resilience of the mimosa.
What you reap, you shall sow, what you manifest, shall bloom.
For Heather, thank you!