Waiting for a change.

Stopping the procrastination

I have to admit, that I am no gardener. The truth of the matter is, that I simply do not like dirt. No, I don't have that perfect manicure as you may have imagined as I unraveled the truth.

I remember the summer passing by ever too slowly because I have been helping planting and seeding things in the garden. Perhaps as a little girl, I got somewhat "traumatized" while harvesting in the fields.

After living in the States for over 20 years, I am what most people living in Russia would say; spoiled. Yes, this is the plain truth due to the fact that planting and gardening is extremely hard labor. Especially, in Russia. There, planting is used as a survival mode. No planting would generally equal to; no harvest which would come down to; no food for the winter season. I laugh at my self (along with my husband) when he says: "How would you survive in Russia"? I stumble on that question, and cannot find a relative answer.

So I began to re-introduce myself to soil this last year. Yeah...we just dont get along. I found my self looking in the kids pool, and could not wait until I washed my hans off. I begin to wonder if I have obtained an obsessive compulsive disorder. No, it cannot be!

As I sat there, looking at the dirt, I began to categorize and combine things such as; If I could squash a bug, then I can dig in the soil. If I cold change the debri trap at work, then dirt is WAY better!! And the list went on and on... I was amazed of the cognitive process and my own activity as started digging, seeding, and planting things that I had been shallowing away from ever since as a little girl.

Before I realized, the structure of my plantation, had become reasonable. It took me one day out of my adult life, to graduate from my so called kindergarten state of mind. I know, most people would think it's all in my head. You don't have to say it.

Little did I know at that time, that IF had I NOT changed my way of thinking, the theory behind my procrastination of coming in contact with dirt, would prevent me from knowing the true joy and and beauty, in my very own yard.

In my conclusion, the only way to stop stumbling over the root, is to delete the procrastination process from your life. And go ahead, try something that you thought you were not meant to do. And once you do, you will be surprised as I was, as you gather the beautiful harvest that you had planted. Only because, you have finally rooted out the weeds.