Cherish life. Nourish it.


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farmlandAs the last of the cotton crop is harvested from the rural areas east of us, the scenery changes dramatically. The fields, once draped with deep greenery and embellished with puffy bolls of cotton, are one by one plowed under, leaving the bare earth exposed.

The season is changing.

Though we still perspire under the burden of 90-plus degree heat, any pre-dawn venture outside these days whispers quietly of the cooler temperatures of fall.

Seasons, and change, are an inevitable part of life. Each serves its purpose. Autumn is a time of rest, a time to recharge the soil’s energies so the earth will be fruitful once again at its next cultivation. The harvest completed, success is evaluated, failures accounted for. Areas needing improvement are noted. Nothing is wasted: even the fibrous leftovers of the crop are given back to the earth to nourish it for what’s to come.

If we take our cue from nature, we recognize that nourishing ourselves sometimes calls for acts that seem at odds with our driven, high pressure lifestyle. While we may feel compelled to work 20 hour days like (we think) everyone else is, or to keep pushing ourselves with no regard for natural human limitations, those feelings don’t serve to nourish us, and cannot contribute to a sense of peace. Rather, feelings like these uphold the belief that there’s never “enough”-achievement, education, accolade, money, possessions, power.

Just as our planet has limitations, so too does the human body. For some, the title of this post, “Fallow”, may conjure images of uncultivated, unproductive land. Perhaps even land that no one cares for. But fallow can also be defined as “dormant, quiescent potential”. To access our own sense of potential, we must wait patiently, free from distraction, for it to quietly surface.

How fruitful is our life? Some seasons are more productive than others. And the more productive the season, the more care, preparation and recharging are required beforehand. When we learn to accept this fact, it’s as if we’d stepped outside in the morning to find a refreshing change in the air.

Just as we can see the beauty in a freshly plowed field, its symmetry embracing the contours of the landscape, so too we can learn to watch for the seasons of our own life.  When we sense a time for change, quiet contemplation allows us to fully experience the moment. We can turn over new soil.  We can use the leftovers of past experiences as soul nourishment and fertilizer for what’s next. We can learn to respect the fact that germination and gestation of new ideas and personal growth take time. Time when there may appear, on the surface of things, to be nothing much happening. 

But we know better. We give ourselves permission to enjoy the process. And we look forward to our next season with curiosity and anticipation.

Author: lizwinn

Biochemistry, psychology, food, cooking, spirituality, friends, and family are my world. I come here to write about them all, all the things that Nourish.

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