The Journey of a Garden

 
I have written many things about my garden. 
how it mirrors my consciousness
its transformation
my transformation 
I am still writing its story
growth and change are 
the story of a garden
there will always be a story to share
something new discovered
I spent the last two years
letting my garden go to the weeds and grasses  
there are those special places
in the garden that I tended 
the Goddess Garden is planted
with oatstraw every year

 
 











the raspberry patch produces all summer 
the lavender, the lady’s mantle, the little veggie beds
the tomato garden, the comfrey
the motherwort are steadfast friends
the grasses have grown sturdy
the dandelion established permanency 
last year I listened in the garden
a different listening 
I sensed the garden was speaking to me 
relinquish what a garden should look like
allow my wild and free nature
to take over the space
I moved deeper into the uniqueness of my garden 
the garden told me to cultivate  

 
 














I am to plant roses
and medicinal herbs
vegetables plots
a fig tree and ginkgo tree 
blueberries and dahlias and zinnia 
would grow there 
she told me
my garden embodies  
wild and free nature
a life fully lived
and the nourishing 
and healing possible 
at our doorsteps  

I am listening
I am following
I am beginning
the journey of a garden
the journey of a lifetime  

may it be in beauty