Life’s Path

The weather pattern was weird today. Normally, at this time of year, the highest temperature is around 2 or 3 o’clock in the afternoon, but today started out in the fifties (Fahrenheit), and got increasingly colder. Luckily, I checked the weather before I made plans — though to be honest, my plans are rather uncomplicated. In fact, I had no plans (plural) for the day. I had just a plan (singular). And that plan was to water my grass. Since I checked the weather, I was able to get out when it was relatively warm (relative to the expected lows of 18 degrees), though relatively warm still meant wearing a coat.

I must admit, I do feel silly being out there watering in these last brisk weeks of fall, but I would feel even worse if my grass were to die of neglect before it even rooted itself. And anyway, it gives me a chance to meander around my paths. They don’t form a labyrinth, but as with walking a labyrinth, walking my paths seems to center me. A labyrinth is a journey into wholeness, a symbol of life’s path, and a reminder that we are on the path we are supposed to be on, and with my paths, I am literally on the path I’m supposed to be on. I don’t need the symbolism of a labyrinth. (The photo is of a labyrinth I walked when I was on my cross-country trip.)

I am hoping that over the years as I become more adept at gardening, every bend in my paths will lead me to something beautiful to contemplate, whether flowers, a bit of artwork, and of course, the grass that I am so assiduously caring for.

I still haven’t planted my wildflowers yet. I’m waiting until right before the first snow, though despite the chill today, it doesn’t seem as if we will have snow for a while. If there still isn’t any snow by Christmas, I’ll plant the seeds anyway and hope for the best. If they don’t come up in the spring, I can always plant more in the spring.

I’m trying not to hurry myself through the fall and winter months (I try to take each day as it comes), but I am looking forward to seeing where my paths (both life and garden) lead me.

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Pat Bertram is the author of Grief: The Inside Story – A Guide to Surviving the Loss of a Loved One. “Grief: The Inside Story is perfect and that is not hyperbole! It is exactly what folk who are grieving need to read.” –Leesa Healy, RN, GDAS GDAT, Emotional/Mental Health Therapist & Educator.

4 Responses to “Life’s Path”

  1. Uthayanan Says:

    As usual your post is interesting and for me some way intriguing.
    One information says Labyrinths are not designed to be difficult to navigate. Once at the center, you simply take the same path out.
    By nature you are a wise, and sage person and as you said “ I am literally on the path I’m supposed to be on.” And “ I am looking forward to seeing where my paths lead me.”
    Even I try to and forced to take each day as it comes. First time in my life I lost my perspective of life path but willingly or unwillingly I stays as pragmatic person.
    Have a blessed Thanksgiving!
    In French time it is already 25 November. I like the meaning of thanksgiving
    The expression of gratitude !

    • Pat Bertram Says:

      I don’t think we need to know what path we are on. Even if we’ve lost perspective, even if we’ve lost our way, the path knows where it is going.

      Happy Thanksgiving!

      • Estragon Says:

        We know where the path leads us, so it’s the experience of the journey itself that matters.

        Your garden paths may be static, but the life, light, and weather along them will be in constant change, making each journey somewhat unique.

        • Pat Bertram Says:

          When one doesn’t have big dramatic scenery to enjoy, one notices — and enjoys — the small things, the small changes. So yes, each journey will be unique. Sounds wonderful — a lifetime of adventures in my yard!


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