Russian red kale has volunteered in the vegetable garden, and it looks so much stronger than the Russian red that i started from seed, which is about salad/mesclun size. Now i have twice the amount of kale i expected. (So send me your kale recipes!)
Last year, the Russian red emerged from winter growing tender young leaves on the thick old brown stalks of the previous year (that i had not pulled up and cleaned up out of the garden.) I kept cutting the tender kale, which became usual-sized in the summer, and eventually flowered and went to seed. I have to say i was surprised this spring to see kale growing in my onion patch and 20 feet away in the cucumber patch.
No matter what age we are, we can harvest the fruits (or vegetables :) of our meditation practice. Our practice can grow lovely, delicious small insights. (e.g., "I'm going to hold my tongue for a minute right now.") Our practice can sustain us. And occasionally we may find new insights sprouting in our lives.
In these ways, we harvest our practice. And the people around us also reap the benefits of our moment of calm in the midst of the tempest of daily life.
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