3 Sep 2019
I’ve a tendency to collect seeds from the fruits I eat since I was a kid.
And whenever possible I like to bury them in the soil instead of throwing them into the trash.
I imagine the seeds taking a nap in the darkness, recuperating from the trauma of being separated from the flesh.
And when the conditions are right, the seeds will wake up and send me a thank you sprout.
Just seeing their leaves catching the morning light makes me happy even if their sprouting is short-lived.
Their appearance keeps me from giving in to the despair of forest burning and animal harming, very much like how years ago a bunch of pigeons flapping around a friend’s legs had caused him to change his mind about taking his own life.
So I really believe in the restorative & healing powers of nature, and regularly stop to thank the shrubs and trees that I see.