As i tidied up in the garden, i found a pot, abandoned, on it’s side, with some bulbs pushing up green shoots through the damp earth.
Life finds a way: i had cast this aside, thinking it was done, but with the return of the spring and the warmth of the sun, the bulbs burst.
I’ve replanted those bulbs, in a nice pot, in the sunshine. Perhaps they will thrive, but if they do, it will be no credit to me.
My thoughts on this are unstructured, uncertain. It speaks to me of the garden as wild space and tended one. It makes me consider our purposeful action versus emergence.
Use your sixty seconds today to consider things that emerge: do you cause it, spot it, or something else.
This is a thought about uncertainty, so do not expect a clear answer. Just engage in the idea.
Day #497 - Emergence