“My wish is to stay always like this, living quietly in a corner of nature.”
I’ll tell you a secret…..I often make wishes. I think it stems from my childhood when we would find dandelion seed heads, and make wishes on them before we blew the seeds all over. You will seldom find me doing that now as I don’t need anymore dandelions in my garden….we have plenty thank you!
Or maybe it was when we would come upon a fountain, and I would use a precious penny to cast into the water. With that penny went my wish….those were special wishes. And one of my favorite wishes, was the quiet, heartfelt one I made upon the first star at night. I’ll tell you another secret. I still do that especially in fall when the stars come out earlier. Or maybe when I am out walking at twilight and see that first star. Yes, those wishes fill up my soul with gladness and gratitude.
It’s as if my wish is being whispered on the wind and sent to the heavens….and with it I yearn for an answer to be delivered. Some may scoff at wishes thinking them childish, but no, I like to think of them as expressing my heart’s desire.
I learned something new recently. That wishes are also an expression of our intentions. When we wish for something we are making way for it just by the act of wishing. I like that thought. Without expressing an intention, how can I hope to make it happen. By wishing, I am opening up to creating something new or receiving something….maybe it will happen, maybe it won’t.
Now I know wishing is not the same as setting a goal, and making a plan. No it is more an invitation sent out in the universe to get something going. Just whispering a wish and letting it go….these I think are so integral in the process of creating….creating space for infinite possibilities.
I also make wishes for my garden every year. As I look out upon the fallen leaves, browning flowers and stems, there is more there than just the detritus of a year’s garden growth. Now they are fragments of dreams strewn about….each piece a reminder of the gifts given to me this year…..and for each I am grateful.
But in those fragments now left upon the brown earth, I see possibilities. So I send my wishes for next year’s garden, with these fragments, as they dry and wither and blow in the wind.
I wish for a good growing season with bountiful blooms and harvest.
I wish for a bit more order, to free a few plants from the crowding of volunteers too long dominating every inch of the garden.
I wish for a healthy garden and gardener who can find a bit more help in cleaning up and clearing areas too long neglected….to make the garden less physical labor as I age. I know though with this wish may come some more letting go of several gardens I can no longer maintain. This will take time, and a journey I knew would come in time. I am sure I will write more about this in the coming year.
I no longer wish for things beyond my control….better weather, less pests (to name a few)….these are under nature’s domain. This garden was given over to wildlife long ago, and I will respect that bargain I made with Mother Nature for as long as I live here. I give her a chemical free area, with loads of native plants to create a multitude of habitats, and she provides the sheer delight and soulful bliss I get from watching nature share the garden with me all year.
What wishes do you have for your garden? What intentions do you want to send upon the wind?
A Wishing Vase
These blooms were cut from my garden as it was dying back.
You can see the snapdragons and Amaranthus I grew from seed along with lavender and roses blooming again during our heat wave in September and the warmest start to October. Goldenrod and hydrangea add a bit more color and texture to round it out.
The candle and angel are added to send out my wishes for a bountiful growing season of flowers next year too.
All original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Gardens Eye View, 2010-2017. Any reprints or use of content or photos is by permission only.