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“A person who sows the seed of kindness enjoys a perpetual harvest.”

(Author unknown)

“Anyone can count the seeds in an apple, but only God can count the number of apples in a seed.”

– Robert Schuller

This rather nondescript seedpod is the result of one of these blossoms and may contain who knows how many dozens of blossoms within it — if each of its five seeds is planted and cared for properly next season perhaps hundreds — and if all of those blossoms are allowed to set seed and all of those seeds planted… my, what a hummingbird feast that will be!  Can you imagine it?  The fields of darling red trumpets lifted up to the blue sky and all of those flashing iridescent wings in the sun, zooming noises as they zip here and there and chase one another, sometimes punctuating their pursuit with the most darling squeaks of fury as if to say “And stay out!”

There could be, over the course of many years, literally hundreds of thousands of blossoms dormant within this single seedpod.

A little while ago Christina over at Soul Aperture offered her readers the chance to participate in a pay-it-forward challenge begun by a friend of hers.  The prize?  A snail mail packet full of love and goodies from Christina, herself — and a chance to send more kindness out into the world!

I squealed with delight when I won, and F. said, “Let me get this straight.  You get one gift and give away five more?”  I just smiled at him and gave him a big hug and said, “But it makes me happy,” which seemed to be answer enough for him at the time.  A large part of my joy, of course, was that the package was coming straight from Christina, whom I so admire for her beautiful words and gentle, soulful approach to life, not to mention the lovely images she shares on her blog.

But a lot of the excitement came from the idea of the pay-it-forward idea.  I so like the idea of a single act spreading love and kindness well beyond its own boundaries.  It reminds me of what a seed does.

The package came yesterday, a truly unexpected surprise that Paul, our mailman, delivered with a curious glance, hoping, I suppose, that I’d open it on the porch.  (That job must be so frustrating to one’s natural curiosity.)  It was filled with fabric and apple pie spice, a recipe on a beribboned card, sweet stationery, and one of Christina’s own prints (thrill!), and it honestly felt like a ray of sunshine and a soul-hug had tumbled out of the box.  (Want to see it?  Check out the other blog post.  I try to keep the photos on this one garden-centered.)

So now I’m offering all of my readers on both blogs the chance to participate, too.  If you want to receive a surprise in your mailbox from me, and the opportunity to pass on the loving kindness until the ripples of your act end up who knows where, warming someone’s heart, putting a smile on her face, then just leave a note in the comments section of this post saying as much.

I’ll choose five recipients from all of the commenters on both blog entries.  And yes, this means you can double your chances by leaving a comment on both.  If I don’t get five comments total, I’ll send the love to other friends.  I’ve already been having such fun planning what I could send, ever since I found out I’d been selected, and I’ve got some pretty good ideas by now.

Oh, and by the way, there is no pressure here.  The gifts may be small, and sent on with no hurry.  Any pressure or deadlines would ruin the whole idea, which is that we send our acts of kindness into the world with love….

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Actually, I’d rather not.  It’s such a nice day, and I’m enjoying the birdsong and the chants of the cicadas.  Who knows how long that’ll last?  They seem to be singing their memento-mori music extra beautifully today.  Maybe they are inspired to show off now that every soul can feel summer is fleeting.  Let’s not cover nature’s sweet symphony up with noise, even to announce something as earth-shattering as the winners of my contest.

Who are… Judi and Fig.

Yes, after much consideration, I’ve decided on two winners. Judi thought perhaps the texture of sage leaves resembled brain matter, using the definition of sage as “smart.”  And Fig saw a tongue in the shape of the foliage, as in “sage advice.”  I could see where both of you were coming from, although that was not my own guess.

When I had my “ah-ha” moment in the garden, I was viewing the leaves very closely and rubbing them softly between my fingers.  (Sage is a tactile pleasure plant, for those of you who plan your gardens with all five senses in mind.)  Skin, I thought.  The drying leaves, like those shown above, even feel a bit like the slightly papery, yet meltingly soft texture human skin can assume with great age.  I looked more closely still and saw — wrinkles.

To me, a sage is someone who is wise and calm and has attained those qualities through long experience.  An elder, if you will.

(Keep in mind I was going from the English word “sage,” and not the Latin nomenclature of the plant, salvia.)

And when I went a little further in my research, to the word origin (because I am nuts and love words), I found this etymology:   the English “sage” comes from the Old French sage (11th century), which came from the Gallo-Roman sabius, itself from the Vulgar (i.e. common, everyday) Latin sapius, a corruption of the Latin sapere, meaning “have a taste, have good taste, be wise,” which originally came from the Proto-Indo-European base sap “to taste.”

So I think a “sage” might be someone who has tasted life.  Perhaps that’s not always an elder — but the wrinkles might be a clue.  I’m trying to be that kind of person myself, the only way I know how, by tasting this moment, savoring it, living it fully.  Maybe one day I’ll have tasted enough to develop deep and abiding wisdom.  Only one way to find out….

Of course, this could all be nonsense.  I’m just guessing.  And I appreciate all of you who played along at my guessing game with me.  I like to have company in my whimsy.

To the winners, congratulations to both of you!  I’ll be e-mailing you a list of choices right after I return from the Labor Day holiday.  Feel free to make requests up front for any seeds that are particularly dear to your heart.  We’ll work out all of the other details soon.  The bottom line is, you win!  You won!  Yay!

(Dried herbs and spices seems to be a bit of theme for me today.)

(Thanks to the Online Etymology Dictionary.  Douglas Harper, I’m grateful to you.  I’d been bothered by the lack of an online English etymological source, as well.  I’m so glad you decided to start one.)

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For some reason the buds of the orange cosmos make me think of a circus tent.  I love the burgundy and chartreuse stripes, and that’s normally not a color combination I would be into.  (Well, come to think of it, one year I did do a “dollar store” Christmas tree using only those colors plus bright, glittery gold, and I got lots of compliments.)

Can you imagine that turns into this, though?

It’s rather encouraging.  No matter what state my life is in now, whether I’m satisfied with my level of development (and I’m generally not) in different areas of my life pie — spiritual, physical, adventure — there’s no telling what it’ll look like in the next few months.  Or years.  Every stage is so different.

Just three seasons ago, I was in a different city, with different housemates, just barely aware of a life-changing event on the horizon.

Looking back three years ago, I’m awed by how much I’ve grown and changed, and also a little proud of that woman for holding steady and keeping the faith.  I feel grateful, humble, blessed.

I want to keep growing and evolving like that.

How about you?  Take a peek back to three seasons ago and three years ago in your life.  Can you see areas of your person that were still tightly furled in a bud, that have now unfolded?

Of course, to complete the metaphor, I’ll need to post a photo of some cosmos seeds.  Luckily, I’ve got some for later.  I planted every single seed I bought, but these plants are prolific producers of very distinctive (read:  weird) seeds.  You’ll see.  Perhaps winter, when we’re all feeling more dormant and contemplative.  Then we can all look way back.

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