Is it possible to have too much of a good thing?
Lamby has eaten (almost) everything. She’s sucked the sage, devoured the mint, deflowered the lemon tree and stripped my yard barren.
Not only has she devoured the herbs (minus the rosemary) she’s mowed better than any grass cuter ever could and become a master pruner of trees.
I knew it would happen. What I hadn’t counted on was how much I would fall in love with her, despite her appetite for my backyard.
Those big eyes, the bleat of recognition when she sees me, the way she dances round in the morning when I go out to give her pellets. The way she sits outside the kitchen door, like she thinks she’s a dog.
She’ll be leaving us today. We have a home lined up for her, a small hobby farm near Myrtleford where she’ll live amongst a few of her own.
It’ll be sad to see her go, but it’s time. My garden will have a chance to rejuvenate again.
The plants and trees that she’s pruned will come back stronger. Herbs that she devoured, will sprout again and if they don’t I’ll plant new ones.
Everything has a season. A reason for being.
There’s still life underneath the dry earth. With some rain the roots will take hold and flourish. It’ll be about putting in some extra effort and having patience.
It’s a bit like us.
Sometimes in our messy lives there are things that need to be cut back in order for us to grow stronger. It might be sacrifices we make, toxic friendships that need to be severed, bad jobs exchanged for new horizons. A new mindset.
Sometimes we have to go through these rough patches before we can find ourselves and truly thrive.
We often go through dark nights before appreciating the light.
Sometimes all we need are some encouraging words, a friend calling at the right time, or a blogger on the other side of the world who understands us to make us realise we’re not alone. Sometimes it’s a nudge from the Universe.
Mostly though, it’s our own inner work and self belief that moves us forward.
Outside in my garden the other day I looked up and saw them, bright orange lantern flowers that Lamby hadn’t been able to reach.
It was a reminder that, no matter how messed up things seem around us, there’s always beauty to be found.
The blooms always return. The tulips will come back in spring. In a few months the daffodils will show their faces and abundance will return to my garden.
Rain will fall and the bulbs hiding underneath the earth will sprout upwards.
Just like our gardens, none of us ever stop growing. Despite hard knocks, seasons of drought, neglect (and hungry lambs) we grow tougher.
Amongst my tall lemon scented gum trees in my yard I’m reminded of what we’re capable of.
We all have inner strength, even if we sometimes doubt it.
I got a job yesterday, one that feels so ‘right’ for me.
After hitting rock bottom with my confidence this time last year, and feeling ‘stuck’ and overwhelmed, I’ve gradually been able to shift my mindset to a positive place. Things are definitely looking up.
I wish the same for you too. My wish is for hope and the belief that no matter what you’re going through, persevere and you will bloom.
Just like my garden will rejuvenate itself once a certain loveable lamb heads for greener pastures.
My wish is that we all become the best version of ourselves we can be.
Three challenges that I see as being closely related. So dream on, stand strong and bloom brightly.