The Gardener & The Passerby

Know this.

You’re not the only one struggling to find Happiness in your days, and getting mad at yourself because you can’t make it happen. You’re not the only one who wants to get out of your brain every once in a while, who feels trapped in a marathon of thoughts and to-dos, painfully familiar and recycled.

You’re not the only one looking for a way out, to not just see the sunlight, but to step fully into it and feel its heat all over your body.

We all have that cloud come over our lives. Some of us feel like it’s there all the time, so much so that we forget there is a blue sky behind it and not just more clouds.

Humans constantly want to improve, to develop our weakest parts, like a gardener spending most of his days on the wilted lilacs and inadvertently neglecting all of the other colors and shapes that are flourishing.

In our effort to evolve, we dwell on our faults. We begin to obsess over how we can be better. It’s a noble effort toward growth but we often get stuck down underneath the soil urging our roots to grow.

This is why it is so important to notice others, to call out the beautiful things they’ve created, the beautiful things that they already are, so that they can stop fixating on the cool damp earth on their knees and elbows and the wilted leaves in their hands, to look up for a moment and feel the sun on their face.

“Beautiful!” you’ll say, standing there on the sidewalk. And they’ll look around, hands on hips.

Here’s the best part, at least for you, and the part that’s so easily overlooked. You will see the garden. You will feel the sun.