A friend recently posted Change is messy as his Facebook status. It quickly became my mantra for this season of transition.
I don’t like change or messy.
A vivid picture of this took place the other evening as I gathered materials to plant the porch planter. It once housed the hibiscus, which has since gone the way of plants who have lived out their time with us. I try not to read too much into its death.
I had an idea in my head of what I would like to try with the pot and began the process of change. Garden gloves on so as not to dirty my hands, I began gingerly scooping soil and piling compost to the side and around the inside edge of the full pot to make room for the new plant.
Oh no, some dirt spilled out onto the porch. I need to find something to scoop the extra soil into. Why can’t I just shove it around in the pot and try to make room for the new plant? I really don’t want to make a mess.
Trying to scoop a deep enough hole for the new plant to fit into the pot properly without spilling any soil out was impossibly frustrating. I didn’t want to make a mess in the midst of potting a plant. That sounds ridiculous, but it’s where I was!
My first attempt at placing the plant revealed the hole to be too shallow. Tempted to just shove it in and make do by heaping soil high around it, I knew that I would regret this decision later. I removed the plant, laid it on its side, and continued to dig deeper.
This is taking too long. I really want to just get it done and enjoy the finished product. Time is ticking!
Often that is how it is with change. We have to wait for it to happen. We have to be in the midst of the messiness. We begin to ache.
Oh, my back! Why does bending and squatting hurt so much more these days?
I stood to stretch and survey the initial result and subsequent mess I had made before beginning the process of sweeping up the remaining soil.
A few days later, the makeshift empty milk jug watering can was replaced by my luvvvah with a new one along with some additional flowers to add to the pot.
Sometimes change is surprising.
Hello, Beautiful Blooms! I am looking forward to watching you grow and change this summer!