You know that song “Turn Turn Turn” by the Byrds? It talks about everything having it’s own place in time. We see this a lot here in Minnesota, as it is finally feeling like spring, and plants are starting to wake up and grow.
This winter, I tried something. I overwintered some plants. There were a mix of annuals and tender perennials. In other words, they can’t survive the MN winter outdoors. More of them died than I would like. Or at least it would seem they are/were dead. I had just given up on a begonia. I was actually planning on dumping out the pot today. But, IT’S ALIVE! My readings about begonias told me that they go dormant for the winter. My other begonia had re-emerged weeks ago. This one? It is a different kind of begonia, and functions in its own cycle of time. I guess I won’t be so hasty to empty any of my pots from the basement quite yet.
But at any rate, sometimes we have projects, hopes, and aspirations that go dormant (like my begonias). We ourselves sometimes need to go dormant. In dormancy, we are quiet outwardly. We are also very busy inwardly. Just like my sweet begonias (yes, I am a proud plant mom). This inner work finishes in one’s own time.
So, just when we give a project, hope, or aspiration up for dead, perhaps it is just working in it’s own time.
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