Sunflower Garden, Singapore Intl. Airport, 2008.
Throw yourself like a seed as you walk, and into your own field,
don’t turn your face for that would be to turn it to death,
and do not let the past weigh down your motion.
Leave what is alive in the furrow, what is dead in yourself,
for life does not move in the same way as a group of clouds;
from your work you will be able one day
to gather yourself,
by Miguel de Unamuno
You see, this whole thing started
when someone told a certain gypsy girl
that she was a “strange seed”.
She thought that was rude at first,
but then she immediately went back
to her usual state of daydreaming,
which of course, lead her to thinking that
the concept was actually kind of interesting.
She then looked deep inside and started wandering
what kind of a seed she might be after all.
Could I be the essence of an exotic plant?
Could I become a juicy fruit? or
Will I turn into just plain ordinary weed?”
She couldn’t figure it out.
But this was all very intriguing to the gypsy girl.
So she went further in her thoughts
trying to figure out what do with herself as a seed.
She learned that a seed is so tiny, but also so whole.
A seed is body, mind, and soul.
And besides, a seed is brave.
It surrenders itself to something much bigger
something completely unknown.
Hmmm…
She realized that she had digged
a hole way too deep!
And instead of jumping in to see,
she decided to go back to sleep.
The next day she started a thorough research
on what the perfect soil and climate would be.
She learned a lot about the world
But she never looked at her own field.
She went places and tried to plant herself there…
But the bad news is:
She just never bloomed.
Then one day, when her hope
had almost completely washed away,
she went outside and saw that
the weather was just right to play.
So instead of worrying, thinking,
And trying to figure out what she was made of,
the gypsy girl opened her heart to the sun
And let herself go…
She blew with the wind.
And the wind took her gypsy seed
So very faraway from everywhere else
she had ever been to…
And there she landed ~
Softly.
(to be continued…)
Throw yourself like a seed ~
June 24, 2008
*sigh*
This post is SO beautiful, sweet Gypsy Girl.
Oh my goodness, I’m just overwhelmed. And so happy to be here.
*sigh*
Thank you.
xoxo
I so love the idea of the seed being brave… so beautiful
i love your seed. its so beautiful, and so gypsy.
; )
Beautiful, my brave and wise fellow gypsy. xoxox
oh, so beautiful – i missed you!!!
can’t wait to see you soon!
xoxo
s
I found my way to you from Tangobaby today. I am so glad she sent me here because I love this post, especially this part: she went outside and saw that
the weather was just right to play.
I often find that my best growing happens when I forget it all and go outside to play. Thank you for the lovely words and the reminder to play in the sun.
Hi, a wonderful photo. Did you take it yourself?
Sorry, you did saw your Etsy Shop also :) Maybe you will enjoy my pictures from India?
http://roomservice.blogg.se/foto/category/indien.html
Three cheers for the Creative seeds that grow from within, one mystery wrapped in another mystery. And for the girl who planted the outside, just when the weather was right, to play be one with the wind.
xo
Constance
Hi Helena ~
Thanks for stopping by. I took this photo at the lovely sunflower garden inside the Singapore Airport (one of my favorite places to wait for a connection flight… And right across from the flowers, there is a lovely seating area refreshed by misting sprinklers!).
btw: your photos are beautiful!
Hi, a wonderful photo. Did you take it yourself?
Sorry, you did saw your Etsy Shop also :) Maybe you will enjoy my pictures from India?
http://roomservice.blogg.se/foto/category/indien.html
Yes, seeds are brave!!! I love seeds. Pure potentiality. It is wonderful and amazing that you’ve embraced your inner seed! LOL. It is inspiring me to do the same…I am what I am right?
Thank goodness we are all strange and different, wouldn’t you agree???
So glad I found you!
xo
Beautiful post….and I’m glad that you were not called a strange fruit. That would have been both creepy and scary.
Beautiful and moving to read. I’m looking forward to read the rest of the story!
All the best
Dew
great post and thanks you so much for the comment…..i hearted your shop yesterday actually and then looked on my blog and there you are!
There is a lot to contemplate about being a seed…all of that potentiality wrapped up in the smallest package…nice post…gives me a lot to ponder…
Hi darling, Alex. I just can’t wait to see where the seed lands:)
Thank you so much for your lovely comment on my book deal:) I am so very excited and more than a little stunned!
Gorgeous photograph! I am dreaming of a field of sunflowers now…sigh…
I am so glad that you decided to see the positive side and possibilities of the “strange seed” remark. I see you as a vibrant exotic flower, surrounded by lushness and colour – and music!