Watering Dead Plants

Sitting on my patio, I looked over to see three dead plants. The same three dead plants I’d meant to throw out for … months. Just lazy. Nevertheless, someone waters them every week. They are dead. Water is wasted. While it is an incredibly optimistic action – feeding something that will not eat in hopes it will magically spring back to life – it is, in the end, futile.

It’s all about change, isn’t it? Watering dead plants is symbolic to me. Resisting what you know to be true. Refusing to acknowledge what is, hoping what isn’t will resurrect itself. Change is inevitable in every inch of our lives. Feeding what was, what we knew and were comfy with, is at the very least, a waste of time. And energy. And emotion. Yet we do it sometimes, because change means … something new, something we haven’t welcomed in and snuggled up to. Miracles and epiphanies (small, medium, large) do not happen on demand. And watering the dead plants is a roadblock to anything happening. Life blockage.

When I was raising my daughters, many of their little peers had daily schedules that would rival – and exhaust – the busiest of executives. I opted out of this for a number of reasons. I knew there would be plenty of time for them to be overwhelmed and unprepared. So, when they would ask me what we were doing on any given day, my answer would usually be the same:  “Let’s see what the day brings.” And roll with it.

 I cannot for the life of me remember much – if any – bad coming from this “program”. But I do remember many days filled with surprises, relaxation, and activity. We didn’t water any dead plants. Because my girls trusted me. Because they knew if I was willing to roll with it, then certainly they could as well. Because they trusted me.

I’m not watering the dead. I will not honor the impossible by blocking the possibilities. It’s all about trust. And I am firmly convinced – even though I waver/stand steadfast – that a power higher than me has, once again, showered me with possibilities. My job:  trust. Keep eyes wide open.  The result?

 

Later.

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31 thoughts on “Watering Dead Plants

  1. *Cin eyes dead orchid plant wistfully*

  2. What’s the saying? “Leap, and the parachute will appear”?

    I could have NEVER imagined my life today, even as little as 5 years ago.

    And good/bad/indifferent, I’m fine with that. More than fine— FANTASTIC.

    My imagination is pretty active and all, but truth is delightfully stranger than fiction, ain’t it?

    *HUGS*

    • You know, twin friend, it’s ok to leap and the parachute doesn’t appear; sometimes we need to land with a thud to knock some sense into our heads. I HATE when that happens, but I will always Leap anyway as I know you do as well. 🙂 *BIG HUGS*

  3. Good Philosophy on Life! 🙂

  4. I like that one proclamation: “I’m not watering the dead”. It applies to so much. I’m all for forging through and “try try again” but sometimes you just have to say “where’s the lighter? This stuff needs to burn.” 🙂

  5. EXACTLY, Wolf. I mean, things die, end, are over for a reason. You can only keep running into the same brick wall for so long. I like your words, “this stuff needs to burn” 🙂

  6. Great post! I just recently stopped “watering a dead plant” and it feels good. It took me a long time to commit to “throwing it away”, but I finally took the leap and did it a few weeks ago.

    I have never felt more confident, independent or complete. It’s great.

    Thanks for the post.

    • I love that, Becky. I think if we stop watering the dead plant and let the lessons reveal themselves, we’re better for it … less willing to accept bad behavior, more willing set personal boundaries, and more open to good possibilities. Yay you.

  7. As we speak, we have a dozen dead tomato plants (fried in the hot sun), in window boxes on the deck. They’re going out tomorrow!

    I’ll spend the day harvesting the good tomatoes just ripening in the garden (and the beans, and the blueberries, and maybe a squash or two).

    Hugs,
    Wendy

  8. This was a nice post (not that your other posts aren’t nice, too). It’s so easy for kids to get over-scheduled. I’m glad you didn’t let that happen with your girls.

    • Thanks, Todd. Most of my posts are snarky but do have some *nice* moments. As you know, we have plenty of time to be over-scheduled and that doesn’t belong in childhood. Just my opinion. Cheers!:)

  9. I’ve been through these moments of sheer ‘WTF’, not sure what to do but sure that what I was currently doing wasn’t serving me well.
    I think it’s great that you’re examining this and seeing such wonderful possibilities.

  10. Hey Walker! Thanks for the support! I’ve reacted to the WTF moments with a “less than” persepctive too many times. Just knowing there is a different approach, and checking it out, is better for me, at least. 🙂

  11. OK…I’m gonna kick ya unless you post something new so that the dead plant is not the first thing I see when I visit your site! 🙂

  12. This is totally helping me sever my irrigation lines to a dead farm land..:) Thank you.

    “You can only keep running into the same brick wall for so long.” – is going on my computer so I remember why I stopped my watering..

  13. Excellent message with this post, just sorry that I am late in reading and commenting.

    I think there are a few plants I should check around here…

  14. trust trust trust!!! Yes and I too have occasionally watered already dead plants, and husbands to no avail.

  15. Lovely post! I’m a roll with it girl, myself. Too many things to water is overwhelming and unnecessary~

  16. I cried for the first time after reading your comment left on my blog. I cried for the second time after reading this post.

    I also water dead plants, in real life and in my imagination. Lately, I’ve been picking through those dreams that were never meant to be and casting them out of my mind. I think it’s time to do the same with my dead plants. Thank you for imparting grace to me today!

  17. Oh, JoDee – here’s some virtual tissue … your talent blows me away on a regular basis. Believe it, girl! 🙂

  18. I have managed to kill indoor plants that don’t require frequent watering or sunlight. The only thing green growing in my apartment is a “science experiment” in my vegetable crisper…and it’s not very crispy.

  19. Agreed. When I need to move my ass I need discipline and for me routines help, but they are only good so long as you are allowed to break them when necessary 🙂

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