Tiptoe Through the Tulips
“Don’t go through life, grow through life.” ~ Eric Butterworth
The calendar reads Spring, and while many parts of the U.S. are still blanketed in blustery cold and snow, many of us are experiencing rising temps and warm rays. Be consoled, my northern friends! At least your knees and backs aren’t aching from spring planting; I’m finally starting to recover from last weekend.
Our climates may be different, but we can share a different kind of spring right here, right now–the spring planting of new thoughts and attitudes.
You don’t have to channel Tiny Tim
If you’re a child of the ’60s or early ’70s, you may recall a long-haired, ukulele-playing guy who sang “Tiptoe Through the Tulips” in a high, falsetto voice.
Let that image go!
Instead, let the images of spring–the tulips, cherry blossoms, redbuds and the myriad of other flowering plant life–stoke your desire for this to be your Spring Extraordinaire. Determine that this is the year you will clean your mind of old mulched and rooted thoughts.
Turn your mental ground, till the soil and make ready for a new crop of fertile ideas.
The winter of your discontent has given way (or will soon!) to the Spring of your dreams.
Preparing for new growth
I’ve written quite a lot lately about losing my job and starting a freelance copywriting business. (By the way, thanks for indulging me. Writing here has been great therapy.)
Last weekend, I hit the nursery on Saturday looking for bedding plants. I walked the aisles, stuck my fingers in the dirt checking moisture and started planning which plants could go where in our little townhouse garden area.
I talked with other patrons about their plans, joked with the guy in line behind me who was also buying a dozen bags of mulch (and then helped me load mine in my car–spring does great things to people), and drove home with the windows down and the radio up. I felt alive!
Sure, lots of stuff has gone down lately; some of it has been rough. But there was something about having living things in my hands that made me feel bright with possibilities.
Sunday was planting day. My sweetie and I assembled our tools and dug in.
Working the soil, whether in your garden, or in your mind, is hard work, especially if you have years of old growth to cut through. I discovered though, that chunking through all the clay to stir in fresh new loose soil said a lot about my desire to do the work.
If you want a refreshed garden or a renewed mind, you have to be willing to go to the earth.
You have to be willing to cut away old stuff to root the new.
Once the work is done, you can’t just walk away. You have to be willing to feed and water your new growth. (It’s only been four days but I think I heard the lilies and columbine and phlox whispering their thanks.)
In the end, new growth is about your willingness to be a bloomer. Through the challenges of the last two months, I’ve made the decision that I am a bloomer.
Doesn’t matter if you’re early or late to blooming, so long as you bloom. Are you ready to tiptoe through your mind’s tulips?