The No-Garden Garden

I’m not just being Zenny. Sometimes, in the game of life, serious gardeners find themselves without a garden.

This came into my attention yesterday when a friend said she didn’t want to plant any plants where she finds herself living because she didn’t want to move away again and leave them.

That hit home for me. Like her, I’ve been moving around – you can tell if you read the posts here. Each time I land somewhere, I look for my garden. For the past few years, it’s been containers on concrete. Then, when it’s time to move on – usually all too soon for my taste – plants are left behind. At least some.

That’s my friend’s story too. We’ve each enjoyed an extended stay with a well-developed garden of our own making. Her place was one of those garden tour landscapes people drool over. Mine was my personal botanical garden. These gardens engaged our attention for many many hours. We learned much from these experiences. And then left them behind.

There’s a lot of moving going on these days – a lot of uprooting of lives. In the process, many plants are left behind. Our connection to these gardens seems broken. Grieving happens.

Is there a better way to see all this? A way that restores our joy in connecting with Nature through our gardening? Even with no garden?

I think so.

It’s just this: we are the garden. We are a living part of Nature’s Garden. Sure, we garden – we build gardens. But, that’s not all. We move and grow in Nature’s Garden. It’s a big, beautiful garden. Ours to enjoy.

In Nature’s Garden, I’m kinda like a plant. Nature plants me here – moves me there. I grow. I drop beliefs, ideas, and things as a plant drops leaves. I change with the seasons.

And, I’m not alone here. Nature is everywhere. I see plants and feel their presence everywhere. There are other peeps around too!

I play a role here. Sometimes, it may be planting and growing a big garden. Sometimes, it’s enjoying hanging out with those few “house plants” that stay with me through thick and thin – wherever we go.

I’m growing into my understanding of my place in the big garden. Much as I sometimes yearn for it, I believe Nature has something in mind for me that’s different than house-and-garden. Increasingly, I find joy in our relationship and my connection to this garden.

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