… grow at home and it is good for your soul, import from ‘God knows where’ and you are inviting all manner of issues. This applies to food, our fruit and vegetables, our meats etc. It is popular knowledge that the closer to home our food are, the better for our body. There is something beneficial about consuming local food, food grown and cultivated in the same area where our body dwells. It is fresher, healthier and taste better according to some. It has not been subjected to the trauma of long travel, or plucked unripen, and forced ripen in dark environment.
People that have had the discpline to cultivate their own small garden, green house or just pots of plants on their patio or window ledges can not stop singing about the health benefits and satisfactions. They know what is going into their mouth and the care and nurture that went into growing the fruit, veg or herbs. Yet, due to our busy lifestyles, laziness, ignorance or sheer indifference we settle for food that we know not what it has been through. Some of our food have been handled by stressed out workers on farms similar to labour camps and we wonder why we are uncomfortable after consuming such food. Some animals have lived a distress life and we eat the meat and little wonder it does not agree with us. Some of our food come from places we will never want to be, not even want to spend a day, not s minute or a second, yet we eat those food. We eat strange food, food that do not agree with our being and we sadly pay the consequences with our health. We are what we eat! How much better, healthier we will be if we put more attention into developing our food.
I couldn’t help, but thinking that love is not much different. Man can not survive for any reasonable length of time without love. It is little wonder that a lot of time and effort is invested in getting love. People look for love in all kind of places, appropriate and inappropriate places. People do all kind of unhealthy thing in the name of finding love. To some extent we’ve all been guilty, seeking for love in undesirable places.
What about if we all start tending our own garden of love? Loving ourselves, having a green house of love or pots of love spread around our dwelling. What about if we just make time to understand what makes us tick and nourishes our soul? What about if we shower our being with homegrown love rather than contiously expecting other harassed soul to do the job for us? The external love can never do the job that internal love will do. It will be hard for anyone to love us more than we love ourselves. We spend the most of time with ourselves, if we do not consider ourselves worthy of our own time and affection, why would or should anyone care about us either? We are not taught or brought up to love, nurture or care for self, if anything we are thought self hatred or to seek love from external sources or people. This kind of love almost always fail. The best thing we can do for ourselves is to cultivate a love relationship, to plant the garden of love for our soul, do things that nourishes and nurture us. Write that book, watch that comedy, bake that pie, do facial, dance to that music, tidy that room, whatever floats your boat, do! Don’t wait for him or her to do it for you. Plant your own garden of love, let your own soul bless you. Stop consuming strange love, it chokes!
Love yourself, grow your garden of love!
Beautiful Ivory 