One Way of Relaxing in an Imperfect Garden

One Way of Relaxing in an Imperfect Garden
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Glow of the moment,
Spread my restless attention
Like water, like peace.

My garden will never be perfect. I know that. And sometimes that makes it hard to relax in. I’ll sit down and try to enjoy being outdoors, but instead I’ll catch myself scanning around for things to add to my mental “want-to-do” list.

For my own sanity, there are times when I need to ignore all the things my brain is telling me I should do to improve the garden, and instead just focus on what thrills me about it right now.

Thistle gonna bloom.
Sidestep past it on the path,

It’s a difficult lesson. Mainly I’m collecting strategies. Here is one: challenging myself to write a short verse about the next thing I notice in the garden. Haiku is my verse of choice for this game; it keeps my attention on the tiniest details, in an effort to say something true and meaningful in only 5+7+5 syllables.

These brief glimpses into what I am sensing serve a dual purpose, bringing me into the moment as I write them and also capturing that moment, allowing me to revisit it later.

Collection of plants
Bound together with bindweed:
Wild bouquet du jour.

Posted by

Evelyn Hadden
on July 5, 2016 at 11:51 pm, in the category But is it Art?, Designs, Tricks, and Schemes.


    • bittenbyknittin
    • 1st January 1970

    Thanks for this post. Sometimes all I can see are the “failures”, need to remember the successes as well. And ignore the weeds.

    • Annie
    • 28th June 1980

    What an absolutely lovely habit to get into. Quite often I find it difficult to practice mindfulness meditation techniques…it just feels like one more thing on the “to do” list – right after deadheading this clump of scabiosa, or repotting that agave. When the garden is “messy” I feel like my ADHD and anxiety go into power drive; the total opposite of the desired outcome of a morning putter in the garden!
    I’m definitely going to try this – short, simple, and easy to remember. Thank you!

    • Chris
    • 9th February 1982

    Wow. so true. so much to do so much to do never finished until first frost.

    • John by the river
    • 11th July 2010
    • Saxon
    • 18th January 2012

    Oh, that peace *could* spread like water, like your restless attention. Love the glow…

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