A Fresh Start


Each spring these ferns come up and remind me of my grandparents, Dorothy and Howard Meyer.  They both passed on when I was just a young 14, and then 16 years old.

These ferns were transplanted from their home in downtown Iowa to my parents' home and arrived 20 years ago to where I live now with Jeff and the kids. 

Over the weekend I discovered in talking with my aunts and uncles at the surprise retirement/birthday party we hosted for my dad, that there's actually more to the story.

They were originally first moved from my great-grandparent's home. 

Meaning they've been in the family for at least four generations.

I love knowing how they moved from place to place and still come up every year, pushing through the black dirt and looking fresh and new.

I was outside watering them last week when I had this insight:

What we plant has the opportunity to not just grow – but come through, again and again, taking a new form, with open eyes, creating new experiences for whoever comes within its path.

And just like us, these ferns come up again and again with a fresh start, for new eyes.

Today they rest in our yard with the next generation playing games like hide-and-seek and laughing.

Taking new roots once again...

Which brings me to ask You:

What are you growing now?
How are you stretching?
Where do see things differently?

Are you willing to see with NEW eyes with a FRESH perspective?

And what wants to come up and through now?

To your new beginning taking root ~ xo

Love and light,

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