Greetings friends and family!
The month of May has a way of grabbing your attention. There’s no doubt about it. No matter what we have going on, all that ‘stuff’ seems to take a back seat to the wonderful and, sometimes brutal, ways nature unfolds before us in springtime. The glory of stems, leaves and flowers juxtaposed against massive rainfall, floods and storms. It’s easy, even within our well-connected modern world to sometimes be oblivious to the sights & sounds of what is happening a world away, and even surprisingly in our own ‘backyards.’ That old saying about slowing down and taking time to smell the roses gets really put to practice in our current global situation amid the era of Coronavirus.
Now more than ever before, people are forced to slow down, to stop in their tracks, quite literally, and to do so whether there are roses to smell, figuratively or not. Perhaps my personal ‘isolating’ and maintaining personal distance has been easier to accept since it so closely resembles my daily existence ‘pre’-virus. I am somewhat isolated in my daily life here in Finland. There aren’t old school chums to catch up with, there aren’t cousins, nephews/nieces or aunts & uncles to pop over to visit.
For other people, I understand this period of isolation has been extremely difficult to accept and manage. I truly believe the forced closure of daily life has revealed many inconvenient truths. One of which I think revolves around the fact that many people have ‘busied’ themselves for years with non-essential travel, expenditures and living a lifestyle which is BUSY, *but* without substance. Do you think this is a harsh statement? Do you agree? Do you see things in a similar but different way?
There are projects which I now have *ample* time to pursue, and strangely, I still consider them to be uninteresting enough to spend the time to do them. Who else is in this boat? Is this a symptom of my privilege? Obviously, there are many among us in society who are continually doing things they find uninteresting, just to survive.
The era of Coronavirus has become a critical episode in our modern history. Because of the virus, we may very well be standing on the threshold of what our collective future *might* be -*could* be. Not a future of plague, death and deceit. But a future full of new possibilities and modes of conduct; a future which comes from a reshaped past, a future brought forward with new beginnings, a future that is *willing* to learn from the lessons of the past.
In a minuscule way, the aspects of ‘new beginnings,’ transformation,’ and the prospects of what the future holds is entirely relatable to gardening and sums up what transpires in a garden every springtime, and nearly always in the month of May.
If the following examples from our garden give you any sense of hope I am glad! Should you ever need a friend, please reach out! We are here! firstname.lastname@example.org
Peace and Love-