Sunday, 10 June 2012
As the endless busy of a crazy week surrounded me, I found the calming. Succulent Gardens. Who knew? There I was moving quickly..dirt blending with sand, some shiny rocks, shells and driftwood representing nature's bling. I was building...seems the wrong word...yes, creating...succulent gardens for women I hardly knew.
Strange how we drift into a group for a short time as our children spend their time getting to know the future community if they decide to stay. This group was women who stepped up many times to offer a hand, sort out or organize a school function or project. Woman like these are the silent backbone of a school. They come in and 7 years later they take their child and go to move on and add their helping hands to "what's next". If you're part of the committee or your child is in the same class, you get a glimpse of the parent. You might have a short conversation at the "family picnic" day, or open house or the talent show. Anyway...for some who I've seen volunteering year after year with no thanks, I decided to thank them with nature. They had nutured a school, so why not something live that when nurtured will also become more.
So there I was using baskets and pottery and terra cotta containers, adding succulents, and letting the plants guide the way. I knew that I wanted them all to be different, so I'd step back and then add a rock or driftwood piece, then maybe an abalone shell for color. That's when it happened. I found myself slowing down, and letting the work be the grounding. The project became the perfect recipe for letting the week go. The creating gave me comfort in all my other projects yet to be completed, as I let the garden no matter how small, be a peaceful moment. Peace can be found in a container garden. It's an opening.
I brought them all in to the school and gave the women cards that thanked them for their care and support for our school, and instructed them to pick up their garden in the main office. I put no names on the gardens, just let them pick out the one they fancied. Women I thought I didn't know yet they each picked the one I created with them in mind. There were 12 in all and one at a time they came in and looked and looked, then picked the one I had whispered a name as I let nature guide my hand. Ah yes..Life is Good!