The photo above was taken in the tended portion of an otherwise now stagnant garden that for most of my childhood, had bustled with all manner of life. Small blue crabs and turtles scuttled through coral rock, beneath layer upon layer of foliage, while peacocks followed alongside on the long banyan paths leading out into wide fields of bright light. The peacocks would often move out ahead and at the end, be found standing atop one’s car, as if saying goodbye.
It had been years since I visited, so the overall scene was a bit of a shock, especially when a volunteer told me that they were working to thin out the upper canopies to circulate the light more naturally. Somewhere along the way, it had been allowed to go to seed in the first place, which I hadn’t imagined ever happening.
Although not quite so dramatically, this blog too, has been neglected. There is an intention to decompartmentalize expression, but also self… to open chained off passageways and allow flow between spaces… to extend myself more and stop trying to get everything right.
Even though there will be messy areas, unfinished spots, and many works in progress, my vision is that this will become a more authentically tended, even if contradictory, space, and more true to natural workings of self and time.