From the humble onion to the exotic rose, stories abound
This article appeared in the Summer 2002 issue of Spirituality & Health.
I should have known something would happen that morning. Guests would soon arrive, I had slept in, and storm clouds were proving our irrepressibly optimistic weather forecaster wrong once again.
Yanking on my jeans in a panic, I realized I hadn’t tidied the front garden. I had let my normally manicured yard go au naturel. At least that’s what I told the neighbors. The fact is that I am the world’s greatest procrastinator. The Persian poet Rumi once said, “This outward spring and garden are a reflection of the inward garden.” If that were true, then I was in a heap of trouble.
Long grasses poked their spiky tresses up through the paths. Bright yellow dandelions had found nesting places amid the fragrant thyme and heather. And the blackberry bushes — oh, the blackberry bushes! How often I had tried to confine the thumb-thick hydras and their bramble-spined bodies to the perimeter of a trellis. They mocked me that morning, their long, graceless limbs stretching over the walkway to my front door.
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Susanne Iles is an artist and writer from British Columbia, Canada. The focus of Susanne’s work is mythology and spirituality. Her paintings have been exhibited internationally, including London, Toronto, and San Francisco. You may visit her online gallery, susanneiles.com.