Tuesday, June 13, 2017
The great cycle of life is right there in the garden, right before my very eyes--birth, life, death.
The second planting of pole beans seeds are just beginning to sprout. Such dear babies--full of hope and promise. I carefully arrange my green mulch of weeds around them to keep down the weeds. I use weeds to discourage weeds. We use the mind to spring the mind loose from its habitual patterns. Otherwise, the mind is just a weed patch.
Pull a few mind weeds today, label them, let them go, and notice what happens.