Watering Your Soil

I miss the farmers markets in Hawaii. Like, a lot. It’s no wonder I was my healthiest there with all of the fresh veggies and herbs I collected every Sunday morning at the local market.

Now that I’m back on the mainland and have yet to seek out the local farmers markets (except for the one I was slightly underwhelmed by), I’m especially missing the little things like fresh cilantro and basil. I used to buy basil from the market in small, inexpensive portions; now I have to buy it pre-packaged and highly perishable. The only other option? Buying the whole dang plant.

So I bought the whole dang plant.

I’m notorious for killing plants. I’ve nursed a few succulents and they are alive and well, but don’t give me too much credit–they’re hella easy to maintain. They bask in the sun all day and I water them whenever I remember (not often).

But delicate little basil leaves? Jesus, take the wheel.

The good news is that I’ve had it for a few days and it’s still alive. That’s a couple of days longer than pre-packaged basil would have lasted. I consider that a win.

Anyway, I walked into the kitchen yesterday and noticed it was leaning sideways. The soil was almost completely dry and I guess it was well on its way to herb heaven if I hadn’t intervened in time. I had the container in a bowl, and since the soil was dry, the plant itself outweighed the soil causing it to topple.

I tend to think of everything in metaphors. Oh, look at that pretty sunset. Makes me think of that time I had food poisoning and sickness set into my lower intestines and darkened my entire week. Since creativity was on my mind that day, the sight of that leaning basil made me think of something:

So often we get preoccupied with what is above the soil–obligations, expectations, tribulations–that we forget to water that which nourishes us. (For me it’s creating something.) The nourishing “soil” dries up, everything up top becomes heavier and we become unbalanced.

We must water our soil so that everything above it can flourish like it’s meant to. And just like I will use that basil to cook up something delicious to nourish myself and my family, watering your soil allows you to nourish others in the kind of way only you can.

So, tell me. What waters your soil? How do you make time for it?

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15 thoughts on “Watering Your Soil

  1. Rich says:

    OMG go to Baltimore Market on Sundays. Amazing!

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  2. Victoria Onken says:

    Sleep, read, meet friends. “Watering your soil” is so important. It’s good to be reminded once in a while.


  3. I’m like you – great with succulents! But not so good with delicate flowers. But it’s so important to remember to nourish. I will try harder. Thanks for reminding me!


  4. rljaffe says:

    Look I’m commenting!
    That has been one of my biggest issues this year is making time to water my soil! It just seems like it gets away so easily. And people always tell you “you have to MAKE” time. In other words stop trying to please the world and treat yo self! Easier said than done!


    • It is sooooo much easier said than done. We’re usually last on the list of things to take care of, and when we do get a break, sometimes it’s more appealing to do things like veg on the couch.


  5. im terrible with plants too…..

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  6. Sami Summers says:

    I love your analogy here. It is super important to properly care for all aspects of life so they can flourish. Fingers crossed that you and your basil do well together!


  7. Mia Sutton says:

    Aww, look at the sleepy basil. Hehe. I used to think writing watered my soil, but more than that, it’s connection. My introverted ways make connection hard, so I think connecting with other women online is my happy place. 🙂

    Also, miss your face! This time of year reminds me of our outing and sitting next to the creepy butler statue. hehe.

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    • Haha! Didn’t we name him?

      Yay for the interwebz! I have quite a few introverted friends who seem to connect easier online. You can make a deep and meaningful connection at arms length and without having to give hugs and all that other touchy stuff. Hehe.

      Miss ya! ❤


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