Seeds are Being Sown; Things are Being Pollinated

I looked through my photographs this morning and saw this one of a bee that I took at Kilowatt Park North in Wilder, Vermont. Yes, I took it later last summer, and it is now only March. This picture, however, reminds me that the time to plant seeds in the physical world here in the Northern Hemisphere is approaching. People are looking at seed catalogs and ordering them, whether to start in green houses or wait until the last frost date passes. This happens sooner in the South than here in Vermont. Once the plants are blooming, we will see bees moving from flower to flower pollinating as they go. This cycle will continue as long as there are seeds to be planted and pollinators out there pollinating.

What in the world does this have to do with things on the human spectrum of life? Well, it strikes me that there are people who are the seeders: the seeders of love, change, kindness, and compassion. There are people who are the seeders of standing up and fighting for something they believe in; people who are seeders of love, light and laughter. Then, there are those people who find these seeds planted within themselves, who nurture and grow these seeds. Others may, in fact, become weeders. Weeding out hate, fear, greed, and anger in themselves and in their communities so that love, change, kindness, and compassion can become more firmly planted.

Then comes the time to weed as well. It is all intertwined. We can, if as more and more of us become seeders, pollinators, or weeders (or sometimes two or three of these), bring things into flower. This flowering can then be gifted onward, hopefully inspiring others to become seeders and pollinators, inspiring more beauty, more of the change and transformation that many of us believe is not only needed but is coming. 

I think it is important to keep in mind the vision of green shoots sprouting up from the seeds that are being planted. To keep seeing those shoots growing and growing into full flower so that pollination can take place and more seeds be planted. The weeding, of course, is as important as the seeding and nurturing. If left unattended, hate, greed, fear, and anger can choke out the flowering. 

I hope that I am at least a seeder, and aspire to be a weeder and a pollinator.