weeds beneath my wings

Today on this lovely blue sky, bird chirping Spring Equinox Day I did something dirty. I pulled weeds. I think people were waiting to see what kind of vibrantly juicy gift I was going to find in nature today but the only thing I found were snails and a lime green inch worm. 

The last time I pulled weeds was sometime last year after a phone conversation with my mother-in-law (whom I truly adore). The phone conversation went like this:


me: "hi mom, just checking in about dinner tomorrow night - wait are you ok? You sound winded."


her: "I've been pulling weeds for the past 4 hours"


me: "oh wow. Brian's been working outside all day too - mowing, raking, sweeping" 
and then I said ... "I only like to do the pretty things outside, like photograph" 


nervous laughter on my part and I ended the phone call. 


It was one of those moments were you can almost SEE your words come spilling out in slow motion and try to SUCK them back in. I felt bad.


I realized there was only one thing to do - PULL WEEDS!  

I have a little walkway beside my coveted studio that was abundant with weeds so I got to pullin'. I pulled a few and saw that I left a stub in the ground so I had to get in there and dig it out. After a few more tries, I would pull and get the WHOLE root. That felt good the way it came up from the Earth ROOT and ALL. I could smell the earthy ground and hear the birds cheering me on.

Be gone weeds. You're blocking my path.

 As I was pulling the weeds and  clearing the path I had a total ah-ha moment. I realized I was making room for new growth, new beginnings, a new story. I got to those roots. The roots of pain and self suffering. I let go. I worked at it and healed. I made new beginnings and living in them. I am telling a new story. 

I can see my path. 

I pulled weeds that day until the sun went down. After I was done, I called my mother-in-law to let her know that I appreciate all the time she spends in her garden. The gorgeous flowers she grows, the vegetables she shares with us, the special yellow tomatoes she grows only for me and all the love she cultivates. I am thankful. We are thankful.


I felt today would be a good day to pull those weeds along my path again as Spring is a great time to declutter, reorganize and weed out what no longer serves you. Having my epiphany while pulling weeds was great but there's always maintenance. 

Working inside the studio and on the computer all time - it felt so good to get outside again and put my hands in the Earth, get dirty and get clear. I stopped all the mind chatter to just listen and reconnect. Just what the soul needed!

Wishing you all clarity and time to get your own hands dirty.

Happy Spring!!