March Twenty-ninth; What are we Sowing?

 I have spent nearly four hours and gone through a pot of coffee strolling through and enjoying so many great blog posts. I have to say, y’all are incredible! I wonder, how many realize the seeds we sow, as we write and share. I told someone a while back that I try deliberately to keep my blogs at a moderate length level. I seek, want, hope, to plant a seed that the reader will then allow to grow in their own thought or heart processes.

 I don’t see myself as a complex individual, but yet, we all are. I don’t consider myself a gardener, yet we all are. We simply fail to comprehend the way in which we sow.


Through our actions.


How do we treat others? How do we treat family? How do we treat those we work with? Those we deal with in stores or randomly on the street? Are we kind, polite, gentle? Are we rude and obnoxious?Do owe take time out of our day, and use it to help others in some form? Do we work, toward betterment?


Through our words.

What do we say? What words do we use in conversation? In our writing? In or interactions with those random strangers?


What do we teach our children? 

They watch us. They see and hear everything, missing nothing. It shows up later. Maybe mere seconds, maybe days, but it shows. How we act in life, teaches them how to act. What the elders do, must be correct. that must be the way. Is it?


One does not need high level college degrees to have common sense. You need not have multiple degrees framed and hanging for all to see, to sow seeds. Buy a meal, a pair of socks, speak kindly to one homeless. Recognize they are human and deserving human kindness.


Education 

Whether one finished school or did not. Whether one has no degree or dozens. If you spark a flame of curiosity, causing someone to seek answers to a question. You have planted a seed. Who knows what may grow?


Talents

It has often been said that music soothes the savage beast. I say that yes, music does soothe the soul and help heal a damaged heart. As does dance, as does art, as does writing. It allows one to share from the mind, spirit and soul. To express feelings in a way that others can if they so desire take to heart and grow from.

Crafts..

teach another to knit, or weave or create in some manner, and you have given a gift. One that also allows individuals to express what drives them.

Hobbies

Photography. Hunting. Fishing. Surfing.Skiing.The list in infinite. Each in their own way, a seed planted. Whether one to offer exercise, to offer ways to spend time. To feed a family. To capture life full blown.


Faith 

Living it, sows more than preaching. To walk in a relationship with Whom and what you believe, sows more than any words. To sow compassion, to sow peace, to sow love, are the greatest seeds to plant in a word starving.

What does your garden of life grow?

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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