I have heard all those analogies about how we shouldn't muddy the waters. For example...when I was newly married, my beloved would do something to put me in a rage and I would call my mom. I would vent and she would side with me...I AM her daughter. Then my beloved and I would apologize to each other (yes...I was wrong too)...and soon life was coming up roses again. Except...EXCEPT for one thing. I had muddy waters...my mother was still mad at my beloved. So it would seem that the dirt and the mud of life can really get in the way of our happiness at times.
But today...the dirt of life made everything clear.
Today the sun was out and I went to my planters. I dug and weeded until I actually got a huge blister in the middle of my hand. I bandaged it, wrapped it with duct tape and continued. Because it felt so good to be outside, out in the sun, out in the dirt. I remember playing for hours in the dirt. Mud pies, mud days, laughter and silliness...all in the dirty back yard.
In this world where "digging up dirt" means stirring a pot of trouble, and slinging mud means saying mean things (often lies) about the opposition... it was a nice contrast today to dig up some dirt. It is the only kind of dirt I wish to dig up. The dirt of my past and the pasts of anyone else...I am happy to leave that dirt buried deep in the soil of yesterday. But to prepare the earth with my hands, to get something read to grow, to become...that was just the medicine I needed today! For me, a little dirt cleared things up, cleaned out the cobwebs of my mind and started getting me thinking about spring and beginnings. So I hope that sometime soon you get to dig up some of the dirt that actually helps something grow. It might even brighten your day, elevate your mood and change you in amazing ways.
Make it a great day! Only YOU can!