“From little seeds grow mighty trees.”
I absolutely love this quote!! The first time I saw it I knew it had to go on a bodysuit! It is perfection.
I have not made it a secret that I was abused as a child, so I read this quote from probably a different perspective than the average person. On the surface it’s sweet: my little bundle of joy is going to grow up and conquer the world one day!
I look at the quote and I think about what it takes to grow a mighty tree. That tree needs nourishment and light and air. Planting a seed does not guarantee that a tree will grow. It needs tending to. Though sometimes a seed beats the odds and grows without nourishment. One time when I was a kid, we were eating watermelons on our front porch. We spit the seeds out into the yard. Sometime later (I have no idea how long), little watermelons started popping up in our front yard. None of us ever thought that those seeds we spit out where going to grow into watermelons. Granted, they were sad little watermelons, and I don’t remember if we even tried to eat them. But nonetheless they grew.
I wonder how much bigger and stronger they would have been had we tended to those seeds.
Despite a lack of nourishment, some of us survive. I think for the most part, I fall in this category. Do not get me wrong, though. I have issues….so many issues. I have low self-esteem (which plays a part in much of my life’s decisions), I crave a mother’s love and acceptance, and if I’m being 100% honest I have some type of an eating disorder that I just keep ignoring (that’s probably pretty clear to anyone that meets me, but I am still in denial). So while I don’t have my shit together, I know for a fact I could be in a different situation than I am. There were people that were put in my life at different times that I believe kept me from going down harder paths than I have traveled. But the point is some of us make it without the nourishment…though it makes life much more difficult.
When I think about the seeds quote, I can’t help, but think of the parable of the two wolves:
A grandfather is talking with his grandson and he says there are two wolves inside of us which are always at war with each other.
One of them is a good wolf which represents things like kindness, bravery and love. The other is a bad wolf, which represents things like greed, hatred and fear.
The grandson stops and thinks about it for a second then he looks up at his grandfather and says, “Grandfather, which one wins?”
The grandfather quietly replies, “The one you feed.”
I hope I get better at feeding the “good wolf” both in myself and in those around me. That is when I will see those little seeds become mighty trees.
‘Til next time,