Looking for Calm and Wisdom

How easily I’m rattled these days. I have so many straws that can break my camel’s back. This morning I am all nervous energy. I am aggitated, thoughts running here and there. I know there’s nothing to be done. I know I am wasting energy and maybe compromising my health and immune system. So I come there to tap and hopefully hit the right keys and meridian points. Looking for calm. Looking for wisdom. Looking for guidance.

I know from experience that when I most need a helpful ear and a calming touch, no one is home, not even God. The best thing for me is to be quiet and still and breathe into the moment. Calmness and wisdom will come from within, for it is I who knows me best. My self talk is quieting me and I am finding some rest and peace. I am finding some words for today’s Ultimate Blog Challenge.

There’s much still to do in the garden. I harvested a small patch of carrots this morning and the parsnips in the raised bed. The parsnips are not looking parsnipy and tapered, but gnarled with many fingers, much like last year’s. Will have to try direct seeding them in the soil next spring. I had started them in peat pots indoors and planted the pot into the bed without disturbing the roots. Still it must have made a difference. But it’s not a loss. They will still be tasty.

I guess life is like growing parsnips. It’s not perfect, not conforming to expectations. I guess I should embrace the surprises, blips and blurps that arise and find joy and satisfaction in learning and coping. End of post. Now onward to planting my tulip bulbs.

4 thoughts on “Looking for Calm and Wisdom

  1. I love your ending today. Life is like growing parsnips – not perfect, not conforming to expectations. That was my day today. Rehab is planning to send my 88 year old father who can’t remember how to brush his teeth home on October 22. Not perfect, not conforming to expectations! I too will try to find my inner peace.

  2. I like that. It’s not the perfect moments, but the blips and blurts that arise. And there have been many blips and blurts that have felt as if they were bouncing me off of the path of life. These are the moments that are worthy of story telling. And storytelling is life.

  3. Your closing paragraph is especially wise and welcoming. It is as if you are providing for us what you had been hoping for… and I have never thought about growing parsnips yet… I am finding comfort there. I hope you are finding comfort since writing this as well.

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