I’ve spent enough time working in the garden to learn something that apparently took me years to figure out about my own body.
You can’t rush everything.
You can’t plant a tomato, stand over it the next morning and say, “Okay, let’s see some progress.”
Well, you can.
The tomato doesn’t give a damn. 😂
You give it decent soil. Water. Sunlight. A little attention. Then you come back tomorrow and do it again.
Bodies aren’t all that different.
We tend to want immediate results from them.
My back is tight. Fix it.
I started exercising Tuesday. Why don’t I feel better Thursday?
I’ve been eating differently for six days. Where’s my new body?
We push harder because we assume harder must work faster.
After years of teaching movement and working on my own assorted collection of formerly unhappy body parts, I’ve become much more interested in consistency than urgency.
There’s another lesson the garden has taught me.
When the work is done, let it be done.
I can spend hours outside digging, bending, carrying thi…
