My Neighborhood Garden

"Wherever you go, there you are." - Jon Kabat-Zinn


Sometimes I get caught up in all the noise of city life that I forget there are beautiful sources of respite shrouded by the din. Often I'm so distracted that I don't realize that these places and moments can be very near. 

Across the street from my place, there is a really lovely garden which I only had known in passing (literally, while walking to coffee usually), though had been invited many times to take part. "Too busy," I would tell myself. From where I now sit, I can look out the window and see the cornstalks rising high above the fence. It would take me a total of 15 seconds to walk there, including the jaunt from my desk to my living room door. 

I've since become a keyholder. Not the worst decision. 

This is James. He's one of the overseers of the garden. He's also very active in the community, and holds therapy sessions for adults and children alike. The elementary school is just to the right, and on Wednesdays he and a couple other garden members host events for the kids.

There's also a kitchen, and a piano which had led to some pretty great potlucks and gatherings.

James + Chantal. 

The lesson for me in discovering and integrating myself into this gorgeous part of where I live is that...this is where I live. No matter where you call home, there can often be stresses. Moments that push your limits and make you feel the need to leave. I'm a mover, I like to keep on the go and staying in one place can often be very difficult for me. However, I am beginning to discover that even in a single place, we have choices. We can transform a location based on the choices we make in it. Will the city be a loud toxic commercialized bubble? Or will it be a cultural staple, overflowing with art and nature and community? There is always a balance to be found. I'm pleased to say that through patience and acceptance, I'm beginning to see that balance. It's always there, it's just a matter of opening up to it.