The Creation
(experience this with me)
Our seeds are like our desires
A plethora swirling in our hearts and minds
We plant many, and we plant often
Expecting our harvest time to be rich and divine
Ripeness comes down to timing
Following natures rhythms, natures laws
Each seed has its own harvest season
Yet we expect with each season there to be no pause
We vacate the notion of there being a season
In which harvest is not abundantly clear
Waiting impatiently for our desires to come to fruition
Without noticing what is already here
Each seed has its own harvest season
Its own rhythm, its own beat to its own drum
Whether we are in summer or the dead of winter
We are experiencing the result of where a seed once came
Forget not the seeds you have planted
Many, many moons ago
When the timing is right, rich, and ripe
You’ll know with certainty, you’ll just know
Doubt not the timing of your seeds
Of your desires, of your life, and to each their own
For each seed has its own harvest season
Let it be okay that the timing – is something that is unknown
The Story
(my personal experience – how the inspiration came about)
At the start of this year I had an insatiable desire to go to Bali. I felt the stirring in my heart and began planning – calling friends who had been to the area to get travel tips, doing research online, feeling into being at the beach…Yet weeks came and went as I was met with speed bumps along the way. I waited eagerly for a new passport, which I was completely dependent upon for the timing of my trip. As time passed, life happened, and the desire faded. I never fully committed to going…and it became yet another dream I’d tuck away for rainy day.
Spring brought about a new aliveness for my desire to travel, and in June I booked a trip with a group to go to Israel in late October. Summer passed, and my excitement for travel grew. Seasons changed to Fall, and by early October we heard the news that our Israel trip was officially canceled. I could not ignore the sadness I felt and the continual yearning for travel that stayed with me. To be gone on Hallows Eve…I knew I must go. So without much hesitation, I redirected, and booked my flights to Bali.
You see, the seed to travel to Bali had already been planted months before. It was there, tucked away, waiting for its perfect time. It needed time to grow, to transform, to blossom. And when it was finally ready to bloom, it did so in effortless grace.
The Wisdom
(a blessing to take with you)
Desires of the heart never die. The timing – the HOW – is the most unknown element in the creation process. But the beauty is that when we let it go, what’s meant to be will reveal itself at exactly the right time. Desires have their own harvest season, sometimes the seed just needs to be planted early on, so that when the opportunity presents itself –
YOU MOVE WITHOUT HESITATION.
May you remember the blessings of the seeds that have been planted long ago…
FOR ALL IS IN ITS PERFECT SEASON.
Love,
Mariame
MARIAME 