Disturbing the Roots

As a gardener, I’m always careful not to tread too heavily on the earth that I’ve been lucky enough to have stewardship over. This direct contact with my gardens and the soil, have enriched me as the soil is enriched by sun and rain. My sun is a positive experience; my rain is the sadness I can feel on days when melancholy hits.

Every plant has its reign (sic) as well!

If it’s a small annual, it will need a small space around it to spread its tiny roots, and they will be happy for a season occupying a small portion of the earth. If it’s a perennial or a larger entity, it will need much more room, and if it’s a spreader, it will need to be checked by other plants or a periodic clipping of its spread.

Then of course there are the taproots. As you can see, an enterprising plant can place itself anywhere, grow and bloom to full size. Any wild neighbor would be jealous; my “weeds” have all the benefits of healthy soil, fertilizer and watering to keep them healthy.

In the same way, people are just like rooted plants. I am one who has a small area around me called my boundary, where I feel acutely any impingement or change. I say I do not like change, yet sometimes I enjoy being in a brand new place. The seed-heads that explode and fling their seeds far and wide are like that.

There are those who have a long taproot, making it impossible to change them. I’m like that sometimes, too. I hold on to that space, and don’t like anyone tugging at my stem to pull me away, and leave a bit of me to reestablish myself once that is accomplished.

There are the spreaders. These are like me, too. I can remain mainly in one place, and have the company of others as I sprout new ideas and creativity among new neighbors and friends.

The large plantings are like me, too. Big, tall and proud, they stand against storm and snow, only bending to spring up again. These are the positive thinkers in my garden, who give me the strength to emulate their great spirit. They show me the seasons by their flowering and shedding phases, and represent the great cycle of life that I am a part of.

So my roots may be disturbed at times, but I can understand that this is a part of life. Not everything stays the same, but respecting boundaries makes a big difference in well-being. I can tread lightly with some, look to the origins of others, and stand in awe of the amazing people I have met.

I hope everyone sees a little of themselves in their gardens and like a well-appointed room, their gardens represent them to the world and to themselves.

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