Sowing Seeds of Joy

Here is a poem written and shared by Petra and Matthew from Fruition Seeds in Naples, NY. It brought some light to my life and so I share it with you.

As we snuggle with dogs now sleeping after a long, quiet walk in the forest, here are a few more things we’re imagining: A world where there is more singing. A world where everyone laughs more. A world where every child is read to. A world that celebrates with service as well as champagne. A world where we all make time to rest in sunshine. A world courageous enough to admit when we’re wrong. A world brave enough to lead with love. A world where we all sleep enough. A world where we all eat enough. A world ready to sow seeds, to grow seeds, to cultivate new seeds, knowing our gardens grow us more than we’ll ever grow them. A world where even if we never sow a seed in our lives, we know we’re a part of a food system, a social system, an ecosystem, a living, breathing thing larger than ourselves that we might care for, even as we’re cared for, more than we'll ever know. We’d love to imagine a world where Martin Luther King can have a dream and not be shot for it. We’d love to imagine a world where we can meet discomfort with curiosity. We’d love each child to have a tree to climb. Thanks for imagining these things with us. Together, we can believe a lot of things into being. What is your one wild wish [or prayer] for this season of miracles?