I’ve been doing a lot. Too much, really. So I burst open, not unlike this milkweed plant. I fell apart today. I didn’t do the dishes. The laundry got neglected. Nothing went according to the plan. I was too tired to offer up any smiley faces.
This is to be expected.
The milkweed does this each autumn knowing that only a few of its seedlings will take next spring and sprout up new plants. Some of the seeds blow away and get lost in bad dirt. Some drown in the irrigation ditch.
But enough seeds will take hold and grow a new milkweed plant next spring to keep the cycle going.
Part of tending is knowing that I will fall apart. I plan on it.
If I make my plan so rigorous that I can never miss a day, I am certain to fail. If, however, I follow nature’s lead and plan to burst open and loose my temper, lay on the couch or otherwise disappoint, I am certain to harvest a cleaner tomorrow.
I plan on having a day here and there that my dishes get neglected and my laundry goes undone. I know that I can begin again just like springtime. I don’t need every seed to take root.
A few seeds here and there are enough.
Sometimes I loose it so I can plant again tomorrow.
When do you tend to burst? What is the task that first gets neglected when you tire out? What is your favorite autumn seedling?