Seed

I beg you, plant your garden where it can be seen. Share what you hold onto with others. Your garden does not have to have everything blooming at the same time to be powerful or helpful or inspiring. There will be weeds. There will be dead stuff. There will be bugs. Share it all.
— Stephanie Perkinson
Image courtesy Unsplash

Image courtesy Unsplash

by Stephanie Perkinson

Infidelity that you thought would leave you broken forever. Here is your seed.
The way your babies wrap their arms around your neck. Here is your seed.
That time you cried all. night. long. Here is your seed.
The perfect way that they just totally saw and heard you. Here is your seed.
The friendship that didn’t work out, but you have no idea why. Here is your seed.
When you chose to put yourself first. Here is your seed.
The job that you can’t believe you have. Here is your seed.
Divorce you thought you would drown in. Here is your seed.
Weight that you gained and lost and gained again. Here is your seed.
The one that got away but seems to be having a great life. Without you. Thanks, Facebook! Here is your seed.
Your sobriety date. Here is your seed.
The marriage that is the greatest gift. Here is your seed.
A diagnosis that changed everything. Here is your seed.
The time you said “no thank you” but like, not in a polite way. Here is your seed.
That other time you said yes, even though you were terrified. Here is your seed.
When she showed you that she wasn't who you thought she was. Here is your seed.
Your friends who stepped forward out of the dark. Here is your seed.
Remember when you put all your eggs in one basket? Here is your seed
The bank account that is running on empty. Here is your seed.
A home that filled almost every need you had. Here is your seed.
That huge opportunity that got dropped on your lap. Here is your seed.
That time with your mom. Here is your seed.

Everything that has happened to you. All the good, all the bad, has gifted you a seed. Now, some of them may have blown away in the wind. Some may have already been planted and some are probably still stored in your pocket. These seeds are opportunity. They are hope. They are a second chance. They are forgiveness. They are intuition. They are wisdom.

These seeds? They never run out. They never stop being given, not until the day we leave this earth. Where there is joy, there is seed. Where there is scarcity, there is still seed. You know what else? We are all walking around with pockets full, but our fears and our shames and our pasts—even our joys—can be uncomfortable to plant. To be seen by everyone else.

I beg you, plant your garden where it can be seen. Share what you hold onto with others. Your garden does not have to have everything blooming at the same time to be powerful or helpful or inspiring. There will be weeds. There will be dead stuff. There will be bugs. Share it all. Tell us about the flowers that have gone by, the ones whose scent still fills your nostrils. Talk about the ones you just can’t wait to see bloom. Share about how sometimes it feels like NOTHING is blooming. Open your gate, let others in, never stop planting.


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About Stephanie

Stephanie Perkinson is a certified holistic health & lifestyle coach and owner of Wellness by Design. She teaches women how to live “in-season” by introducing them to the magic that each earth-phase holds. She gently guides her clients back to balance on their plates, in their bodies and around their homes. She believes that with loving support, every body can find it's way home and become deeply rooted wherever it may be. Join her for a springtime cleanse designed to nourish and renew your body. Begins April 20; registration open now!