Gardening as a meditation

Gardening is a link to the past.  I don’t mean that as in a collective bygone activity, but personally for myself I do it to remember a time long ago, in a land far from here called Kampuchea-Krom.

My birth country, the world’s rice giver. I left it when I was 10 years old.

I remember the gardens my sisters and I had to weed. The agave fruits, the mango trees; palms, banana, pineapple fruits and the sheer abundance of everything that I must now buy from the local store.

This is why I return to gardening now, as an urban-American in my late 20s.

It is my meditation, my nostalgia and my hope of connecting to a more simpler time and simple pleasure in subsisting off the Earth with the help of mother Nature.

I hope you find my return to farming or in the current case, urban  farming, inspiring for you a tad bit.  Despite my past, I am picking up this passion again as someone who is completely ignorant of farming! Nevertheless, let’s put the yard to real use and grow food, and trust me, it can be both pleasing to look at and taste!

The garden can be your sacred meditation ground if you want it to be.

So I’ll leave you with the word of the fictional Captain Jean Luc Picard:

“Make it so!”