A few weeks ago I blogged about my experiences with reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s book “Big Magic.”
In particular, I mentioned a personal, quite little but longtime goal that the book brought up for me – caring for a gardenia plant of my very own.
This would solve some equally little but persistent problems (like trying to simultaneously wave at the neighbors while sneakily hiding the stolen gardenia blossoms I have just snipped – yet again – from their bushes).
It would also help me conquer my fears of my own reputed (and rather well documented) “brown thumb.”
One day last week I was out for my regular walk and my route took me by a local gardening center. I just happened to have tucked my new secured credit card I have recently got here into my pocket, intending to perhaps buy a tasty coffee as a reward afterwards.
Instead, I bought a lovely young gardenia plant.
Thus far, I am happy to report it is doing well.
I have repotted it, added nourishing soil, provided some uplifting decoration (who wouldn’t want a blue bird pinwheel for company?) and placed it by my front door where I can admire and praise it every time I go in and out.
And it is almost unbelievable how much joy and pride that little $8.99 gardenia plant brings up in me.
It hasn’t produced a single fragrant flower as of yet (although I may have provided a stolen blossom or two as inspiration and guidance).
But just the fact that my small leafy mentor is THERE – here – and it is ALIVE – and it is MINE – and I DID IT – well, I would have to say that is enough.
Blossoms would be nice too. 🙂
Today’s Takeaway: Are there any little goals you are resisting, perhaps because you have marked them as “too little” or “unrealistic” or “a waste of time” or “irrelevant” in your mind? Or perhaps have you recently tackled a little goal and experienced something similar to what I describe – the soaring feeling that you’ve reached the summit of Everest, one tiny step at a time?