WEEDING

While handweeding the garden early this morning, on the rhythmic waves of that protective nurturing action my unattended mind drifted naturally to thoughts of nurturing children, how you want them to become more like radishes and lettuce than weeds unpurposed in their lives, yet you want them to be strong in their own weedy natures ("you're growing like a weed"), since they'll always rely on their weedy roots for the strengths they need to grow to fullness in their individual ways...

We've all sprung from the wild, as did these radishes and lettuces and beans, though through lives and lives in hope we weed the wildness out, knowing from our own individual pasts how special growth must surrender broader strength, conscious life hopefully focusing as largely as it can on the higher things to be gained from nourishment and light, doing much as a gardener does...