Farmers plant, usually in the spring. They harvest, usually in the fall.
Not to suggest farming is simple, but wouldn’t it be nice to simply cast seeds around on the ground, then watch them grow?
And grow …
Yes, it’s called a lawn. Then mown. Moan …
Not that kind of planting. Planting other crops you grow. Then reap what you sowed.
In business, and in life, we need to be harvesting – always.
How well, how often, are we planting?
Are we cultivating our crop?
If we want to harvest grain, we plant seeds. To harvest, we invest in things that produce growth. If we want inspiration, what do we plant? If we want friendship, what do we plant?
If we want love, what do we plant?
Are we giving effort, gratitude and attitude, to others – are we planting something worth nurturing, worth growing, and worth harvesting one day?
It’s never too late to plant a crop. I’m feeling more and more, the enjoyable part – the rewarding part is far more significant in the planting than in the harvesting. Not to say harvesting isn’t nice … because it is. But first, plant …
It is always growing season. There is never a guarantee that what we give will ever be returned. But there is a guarantee – that if we don’t give, we should never expect to receive. If we don’t share, we should never expect a bounty to harvest. If we don’t open our doors, nobody can ever come in.
It would be so easy to lament crops not planted – because someone else did, or someone else did it sooner or better.
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: -10C/15F, a few skimpy clouds – calm and brilliantly chilled, daylight arriving incrementally earlier helps with footing, so much easier to see a slip-free path we walked longer and farther than usual and Gusta delayed further and longer to do her business. I loved the walk, chilled cheeks and runny nose …