While reflecting on my evolution to a non-caregiving status, a friend brought me up short with the comment, “I don’t care.” At face value it seemed like a callous remark, especially given that ours is a long-term friendship, based on deep mutual caring and support. As it turned out, so was his comment. Things are not always as they seem.
Speaking as though his voice were mine, he was offering a seed to the Cosmic Gardener. An invitation to cultivate my new garden space. True to the nature of such things, it will take a while for the seeds of my new life to germinate, and for them to define the design of this new stage. In the meantime I enjoy the fruits of my friend’s green thumb.
Chief among the bounty that populates the garden of our friendship is my appreciation for its perennial nourishment, cultivated over the years in a partnership of vulnerability, trust and respect. The stuff that the most robust Life Gardens are made of.
Cosmic Gardener - Cultivating a Life 