We are growing a garden in the backyard. My recently widowed grandma is ill but loves to cook. She cannot walk far or get groceries so we’ve decided to bring the groceries to her. I’ve checked the vegetable almanac for our region and planted what I can for this late summer season- Carrots, Pak Choy, Spinach, Arugula, Lettuce, Green Pepper, Yellow Pepper, Kale, and Broccoli. Potatoes and herbs will be next once I see results. What was once a field of weeds is slowly turning into something beautiful. But so far, I cannot see anything, and I can only have faith that the seeds are beginning to sprout. It has been 4 complete days, and I see nothing- zero, nada, zilch. This process has been a lesson on patience and faith on my part. During this waiting period, I am reminded by my husband that I need to trust. He used the following analogy.
Back before we were dating, which was 11 or so years ago, I put Jason in the friend-zone. He liked me, but I felt that he was not mature enough to be in a relationship. I liked him, but again, I did not see a future with him, so I went ignoring-mode and refused to talk to him. In the quietness and stillness, despite not seeing any results of returned affection, Jason was persistent. Every birthday he gave me a gift. Every Christmas and Valentine’s day, he gave me a gift. Naively, I thought he gave everyone a gift, so I accepted it. Fast forward to years down the road, obviously we ended up together. I think it goes to show that sometimes faith comes to fruitation in the end, no matter if we see progress of results or not.
So in this powerful lesson Jason gave me, I humbly wait for my vegetables to grow, and relinquish my power to control. I think organic gardening is counter-intuitive to society where everything is immediate and results-based. I don’t see results, but day after day I will continue to water the earth in hopes that the sprouts would peak out.
PS. The package actually says sprouts will appear in 7-14 days, so I still have a while to wait.