Moments of Reflection

The Gardener

I sit alone and look at the weeds which have overtaken the flower
beds. Darkness has taken over and the sun seems not to shine. Overcome
with grief of the lost moments of contentment, how can I continue my
journey? The destination seems to be so far away and my strength is
waning. My feet find it hard to move forward. They are stuck in the
moment of the past and all that has taken effect on my soul.

Longing for the strength to move on from the past, mustering a smile
of positive energy, I take a step into the unknown. With fear and
trepidation I launch myself with every positive emotion back into the
driver’s seat of my life.

The realisation of the past can never be erased, I understand that the
reality of my journey has left scars upon my being. These scars can
remain active and continue to fester, or I can accept that they hurt
and let the pain run the path which pain must run.

Looking at the garden again, I see within the gloom there is some
fertile ground. I can begin to clear the vegetation just one wild
plant at a time.

As I begin anew the ground feels like it could crumble beneath my
feet. I wonder who I am, and where do I fit within this terrain? At
times I plough in the field with tools which do not fit this ground.
When is it time to use the pick or the shovel?

I have no hesitation with parts of my labour but with other parts I
seem to lose my direction, zigzagging my way into brick walls. I now
need to collect my self-esteem and optimistically look at my skills,
take wisdom from lessons which have been learned and continue my
effort to complete the responsibilities of my activity.

Taking up the tools of my trade, I will endeavour to learn and develop
each day, just one moment at a time. For without the lesson of pain, a
person will stand still. They will never grow and sustain the winds of
time. To water the ground with the soul reviving strength which comes
from on high is the only way to revitalize the work which lies ahead.

Building bridges of trust, and repairing where holes may have
appeared, the journey will continue. The gardener sits with new
strength to cultivate fresh surroundings where the most productive
work will continue. The ground is not the problem; the gardener is
relieved; the style of tilling can be adjusted to fit the territory.

The garden takes on a much more positive scene? Of a future filled
with new life. The journey takes on a far brighter approach. Sunshine
has broken the foreboding clouds. There is a lighted path and the
tools are renewed. The work adopts a positive turn, with the promise
of more to come.