From Trying to Growing

Combining my studies to be a naturopath and my love for creation, I often receive lots of life lessons through plants. Today on this glorious spring day I decided to take a break from the paperwork to let the chickens out for a roam, collect some eggs and check up on some of my favourite trees in our backyard.

After hugging some chickens and admiring some of our trees, I was overcome with beauty and awe about how each tree produces such amazing fruit for us. My avocado tree for example was a gift from my dad 6 years ago when we first built our house. This is its 3^rd year of fruit and we have had about 100 avocados this year! Yummo! And as I stand and admire this superfood tree, I reflect on how simply this tree blesses me. 

It does not TRY to produce fruit. It just does.

That’s when it hit me. Just like plants, my role in life is to take what I am given and allow myself to grow the fruit that I have been preordained to grow.  

A tree is planted, and it accepts where and when it is planted. A tree is exposed to the climate and receives the rain that falls, the sun that shines, the storms that pass and the temperatures that envelop it, and the tree converts these factors into growth. It is in the everyday, mundane factors of life that we can grow without striving or effort, but just by being thankful and present.

 My avocado tree does not look across the lawn at my mandarin tree and wish it could produce sweet and juicy fruit instead of thick and creamy fruit. So we too must learn to embrace the fruit that we are called to produce in life, and let the fruit of others bless the world as they have been created to be. 

Each fruit has a different purpose and function. Each are unique. Each are needed. Let us learn to honour the fruit on another’s life as well as loving and honouring the fruit in our own lives.

Let us quit ‘trying’ to be anything or produce anything and let us just BE present in gratitude, allowing everything in life to grow us and produce the fruit we were created to produce. 

Peace and Harmony to you and your homes,

Raneeta Curtis