The weeds are hacked at, pulled up and doused in chemical killers in an attempt to stop them from poking through the pristine gravel driveway, ruining the aesthetic of the lawn, or overtaking the vegetable patch.
But no matter how much we hack, pull and douse, the weeds return and return! They, like all things present on this miraculous spinning planet we call Earth, are imbued with an unstoppable life force that wants only one thing – to live!
Like the weeds, we are also hacked at, pulled up and doused in an attempt to keep us down and controlled. The difference is only in the tools used. Instead of garden implements and chemicals, we are pushed down by the systems and stories we live inside. Stories often created and fed by power greedy authorities and money greedy corporations. In the end, we’re also kept down by the fear of what might happen if we dare to push back.
But also like the weeds, we are imbued with an unstoppable life force that wants only one thing – to live! No matter how much or for how long the soul is squashed, trampled on and pushed down, its life force can never be stamped out.
It can go underground, yes. It can grow weary, yes. But it cannot be stamped out.
So like the weeds, as soon as there is a sliver of an opportunity, the soul will push through again to the light, renewing itself and shining its gifts across the land.
We can help create the conditions for our souls to thrive and shine by taking time, regularly, alone or with others, to sit quietly and listen to what they have to say. Time to listen to the soul and let it remind us of what is real and true in our lives. And then, knowing the course our souls wish to travel, we muster a little courage to move in whatever direction they’ve called us to go.
Through this process of listening and acting, a weary soul, pushed down by an untrue life, regains its full vitality. As vitality is restored it is not only this individual soul who benefits, but the souls of all those it encounters as it continues its journey through this mystery of life on Earth.
Love and courage,
Leah
Good words, Leah. Being involved in regenerative agriculture, your metaphor of "weed" abuse struck home. Depression, anxiety, fear, and their daughter anger, afflict many of us now at a deeper level than most of us have ever experienced. Thank you for reminding us that peace, courage, and joy are found within.
Thank you,
Ed
Thank you for leaving a comment, Ed! Your work in regenerative agriculture really does sound wonderful! Much love to you.
A great analogy Leah. So much suppression of life. What we do to others. What we do to ourselves. What systems are built to do to all. Yet life finds a way. Funny we humans determine and call some plants weeds. xxx
Thank you for leaving a comment, Christine! Yes, funny how it’s the humans who decide! 🙂 xx