"Though I do not believe a plant will spring up where no seed has been, I have great faith in a seed. Convince me that you have a seed there, and I am prepared to expect wonders."
Henry David Thoreau
It has taken the better part of a month, but my own faith in a seed has begun to pay off. While I have also added a few already grown seedlings, the rest are starting to emerge. There are still some that are having a hard time of it but I am holding fast to my belief that with the right amount of love and attention they will make it:
Today more than ever it's hard to have faith in anything. I know that I have given up looking at the news more than once a day and then only in small bites by scrolling through the local news on my phone. The one thing I can count on, that I have complete faith in, is that when I wake up every day the sun will shine (even if it's hiding behind rain clouds), the seasons will change, the trees and plants will grow, and die, and grow again, and the natural world will go on.
Sometimes having faith in a seed also extends to the seeds we plant withing ourselves. If we plant seeds of fear, hate, and greed, what grows will be ugly and certainly not fit to consume. If we plant seeds of love, compassion, and community, what we get can feed the world. It can certainly feed our souls.
So I will continue to have faith in a seed. I will water it, love it, and give it my best. I have no doubt that it will feed both my body and my soul. That's something I can have count on.
And so it is.
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