I need for you to imagine, just for a brief moment, that you have discovered that element which makes you feel more powerful than anyone else in the universe. Do you have that picture in your head? Well, don’t feel bad, most people don’t reach out far enough to experience that sensation, but you must be able to consider the possibility (well I hope for my sake).
Here I am, 4:30 in the morning, not being able to settle myself (so what else is new) and considering my life’s ambition. So in the past 4 years I have had both my knees replaced, a stoke and most recently surgery for a ruptured left bicep. I have this intense desire to change how people manage their trees, gardens and views on the average american neighborhood (and it’slandscape design value). I will change the world. The question remains, will the world respond to my call to arms.
You must understand that when a bird looses the ability to fly it is no longer a bird. I, luckily, have an injury that is fixable and will be able to fly, on my own, once again. The difficulty lies in the notion of time. How much time do I truly have to change the world and make a difference. Soil, trees and plants in general take time to develop and then once developed, take even more time to maintain to fit “just as intended”, around our properties. This is the main idea underlying all my writing. I can’t imagine those reading these articles, truly seeing me and understanding my message. I can only hope.
HOPE! That is it in a nice clean clearly defined package. The definition of hope is as follows, from www.freedictionary.com.
To wish for something with expectation of its fulfillment.
To look forward to with confidence or expectation.
A wish or desire accompanied by confident expectation of its fulfillment.
I can’t imagine it is too much to have expectations of a better world. I have children and plant with them in mind. More importantly I maintain the plants with them in mind. It is important to note that if I could I would impose my expectations on every living being on our planet. What a world it would be if everyone had expectations surrounding ever view that they take in. I always joke about when visiting other peoples’ homes, not to look too closely, due to fear of seeing all the faults and then the possible fixes. I have this ability, spacial relationship, I know how things fit together. Color, form, texture. I apply it to landscape design, carpentry, natural materials. but I see it in everything and I have trained myself, with my wife’s help, not to mention everything I see, so as not to offend those that live in and around what I am commenting on.
So what does all this mean? I will let you know as I begin to fly again. I hope everyones daily journey is filled with sweet smells and sites of wonder.
OH, I FORGOT TO PASS THE MESSAGE ALONG.
THREE (3) HUGS A DAY. DON’T FORGET.
YOUR LOVER, YOUR WIFE, YOUR CHILDREN, YOUR PARENTS AND YOURSELF. EVERYONE NEEDS TO HEAL.
BEST OF LUCK IN A WORLD FILLED WITH WONDERS.