I have been meaning to visit the local botanical garden for the last several weeks. We usually go there once a year in the middle of the summer. For some reason, I kept putting it off.
I was too busy. It would take too much time.
It cost too much. I didn’t have time.
There would be nothing worthwhile seeing this early in the season. I had seen it all before.
I wouldn’t get anything out of it. It would be a waste of time.
I needed to stay home and get things done. The blog world needed me.
The other day those little voices in my head finally got the better of me. Mom and I dropped everything and made our way to the garden. She had never been there before even though she lived in our area for more than 40 years.
We took off and left dishes in the sink. We left wet laundry in the washer. We left no cooked food or directions for making lunch (I know! GASP!).
What we saw, shocked me. I was completely amazed at how beautiful the garden was in the spring. Picture perfect. This wooden bridge melted me. Monet’s famous garden in Giverney, France can’t be more beautiful than this.
Silly me, why did I think it would not be beautiful??
The pathways were lush and green. The garden was full of birds and wildlife.
The trees were still in bloom. Even though they were beginning to loose their petals, they were amazing and beautiful.
The fallen petals reminded me of snow on the ground. Such a fairyland this is! I could have sat on this bench for hours in contentment.
Hard to believe we almost didn’t come to visit. We could have missed it all.
Mom loved it. She is 85 years young, and her memory is failing her. She asked me what every plant was as we walked along. I pointed out the plants that I knew, but she couldn’t remember them, and I would have to tell her again what they were the next time we came across them. It was a long, long walk.
It’s a walk I will always remember, although I am sure she will not.
The garden was all but deserted. Very few visitors were there.
They were too busy.
They thought it would cost too much, even though it’s actually free to visit.
They didn’t think there would be much to see, even thought there is plenty to see.
They didn’t have time, although they could have made the time.
They needed to stay home and get things done, but they probably weren’t really accomplishing very much anyway.
The Secret of the Garden is in the big reveal. Every time I go there, it reveals something new to me and I learn something new about myself. Each time I come home refreshed and inspired.
I wonder how many other beautiful things I have missed because of those negative thoughts in my mind? I have decided I don’t want to miss them anymore. I will be listening for them and working to make them go away.
You never know where or when inspiration will find you. You may even find it where you are sure it won’t exist. That’s the Secret for today.
I hope you have been inspired!
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