Little hands eagerly picked some spicy Thai peppers from the garden box today. Peppers that are still green. Peppers crying out to be left to ripen and redden a little longer.
I have an affinity for those peppers. Some days I feel like I could withstand a little more sun, a little more rain, a few more kisses from the midnight moon before I’m ready to be plucked and plopped into something new.
But there is much truth in the Buddhist expression, when the student is ready, the teacher will come. In each new circumstance, at every bend in the road, may I be willing. May I want to linger in the dirt no longer.