I saw this planter recently and found myself circling back to it a few times, eventually to snap a photo.
I love everything about it. If not for the $499 price tag, I’d have heaved it into my trunk.
It’s so much of who I want to be and how I see my life now. It’s funky art and simple growth. Creativity and a loveliness shaped by living. Allowing for imperfection. Encouraging it even.
I’m such a slow learner. Or maybe, a slow un-learner. I’m finally seeing that abundance and beauty must start in my mind. I’ve gotta plant and tend to it.
As a child, I saw abundance as toys and giggles.
As a teen, friends and freedom.
As a young adult, adventure and possibility.
As a newlywed, love, travel and laughs.
As a new mom, experiences for my kids and a pretty house with space.
But now, having lived through some storms and times of celebration. Having lived a life that’s felt different from other people’s, I see abundance as experiences with the people around me that push me toward Christ and full sacrifice of self.
In my home, in waiting rooms, on a porch swing, in my neighborhood, and in digging in deeply with others wherever I find myself.
I can find it in the easy kind of beautiful and eventually even in the uncomfortable kinds of hard.
Maybe today brings the hopeful possibility of doing a little tending to our hearts and minds. Maybe of planting some seeds or finding funky art. Maybe of learning or unlearning more about abundance.
But I still kinda want the planter.