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my inner self is a garden and I am its caretaker


I think of my inner self as a garden; one that I own, but I share. I don't keep a fence around it, but instead there are two tall concentric hedges encircling it, with openings in each which do not overlap. I don't keep anyone out, but I also don't let people in without a bit of effort on their part. Once inside, you can find many little garden plots where people have come in and shared their plants with me. Some planted only annuals, and those died long ago, but some of their seeds have become new plants scattered around the whole garden. Some planted perennials, and a few planted trees. Some scattered a lot of seed but then didn't water anything and nothing grew. Some have neglected their plantings, and a few have ripped up what they planted, and one or two salted the ground where their plants once grew. Sometimes when people stop caretaking their plot, I wait too long for them to come back and plants die: I've learned to keep watch on those places that are becoming neglected, and take over care if it is not happening.

More numerous than the gardens are scattered, wild growths of a wide variety of plants, given by one-time visitors or dropped in as seed from the universe. Many of these are from people who simply scatter seed which I gather and bring in. Artists, musicians, and writers who have never visited nonetheless are the source of so many plants.

In the center is where I have done most of my own planting, and there are several very old trees there, including one that died early and fell over, crushing a number of saplings. That would be my first faith - following its root path and growing very fast is a younger tree, much-grafted, which is my current faith. When I find a plant in my garden that I especially love, I transplant it to the center (in this magical garden the plants don't mind that). The only ones I can't transplant are trees. Those who plant trees have a permanent place of their own in my garden, and can always come back and share with me again. Anyone who has planted a tree has my utmost gratitude even if they no longer visit my garden.

For a long time my garden changed little -- now it changes so rapidly that I imagine those who come back after absence might get a bit lost.

I am exceedingly picky about who can remain as a gardener. If you trample things on purpose, you are out, and I'll sic the spiders and snakes and carnivorous plants on you if you try to come back in. If you crush plants by accident, I will try to help you figure out a way to avoid that, but if it is not possible, I will ask you to leave until you have the skills to remain without causing damage. Often people leave for a time and come back later. No one has the right to move what I have planted, or to tell me what I should plant, uproot, or transplant. If they try to, they will be put out. No one has the right to be in my garden, ever, and I do not pull people in even if they feel I should (such as biofamily). It is forever and only a transitory sharing.

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ghost_light ══╣I Love This╠══
This is beautiful!
medleymisty ══╣╠══
Boundaries are something that I have had to learn over the last few years, and this is very important.
aubkabob ══╣walk in the woods╠══
Thank you for letting me return to your garden after so long of an absence.

This is such a beautiful analogy to describe all the facets of yourself, as in each aspect of yourself is a living, breathing, fluid thing. I had previously thought of the inner self as a house with many rooms. Your analogy has made me think on this. With a house, most things are non-living and can almost be construed as clutter. It can be lonely and compartmentalized, dusty and forgotten. With a garden, every aspect of it is life.
bunnika ══╣╠══
I've been on Facebook too much--I kept looking for the button to "like" this comment. So...I like this comment. There. >.>
aubkabob ══╣╠══
Hooray! Well, I like your FACE.
tarakins42 ══╣╠══
I love this and it's metaphor!
labelleizzy ══╣Gaia╠══
yes. I use this metaphor in my own life too. definitely!

Effective work with the prompt.
mayanas ══╣╠══
This is wonderful.
kehlen_crow ══╣╠══
I enjoyed the metaphors in this.
meridian_rose ══╣teen wolf default╠══
Nicely handled metaphors :)
darkestgarden ══╣╠══
ahhhhh i have a very similar model (ties in with my username)! i started a post on it months ago but never got around to finishing it. i think i'll dust it off and finish it soon. thanks for sharing.
fayriekisses ══╣╠══
Beautiful metaphor.
grail76 ══╣╠══
Nice metaphor.
mac_arthur_park ══╣╠══
I love your take on this. Beautiful metaphor.
kiwi ══╣╠══
This is lovely. Thank you for writing it.
xlovebecomesher ══╣╠══
I love your take on this!
wolfteaparty ══╣╠══
Wow, this is a beautiful metaphor! Very well-put.
halfshellvenus ══╣╠══
I liked this abstraction of who we are, how we grow, and how relationships affect us.

Artists, musicians, and writers who have never visited nonetheless are the source of so many plants.
This was really neat, because these are influences-- ideas, nurturing, variety-- but are not relationships. They are the things you have embraced because some part of them speaks to you.

Your garden sounds more carefully cultivated and appreciated than most. :)
volamonster ══╣stars╠══
How incredible! I could really feel like I felt/saw/smelled/heard the garden as I read this and meandered it with you in this entry. Thank you so much for sharing. This sounds maybe a little bit like my mindspace, though mine is constructed in a much more sci-fi way, heh.
n3m3sis43 ══╣╠══
I like this analogy. I'm pretty sure my garden is, like, all weeds. And not even the pretty ones, but like the ones that grow behind my bushes that look like scary alien plants and the HOA sends me nasty letters about cutting them down, and--

Oops. Inner dialogue filter is busted.

I enjoyed your piece. :)
itsjustc ══╣╠══
I really like the imagery of this. I could visualise it really clearly.

It reminds me of my favourite childhood song called 'Johnny said come over' that I would make anyone who wanted to be my friend dance to as like a initiation to the friendship!
alycewilson ══╣flowers╠══
Nice extended metaphor.
vik_thor ══╣Asgard╠══
LIKE!
This is a very interesting and neat metaphor!
chillychilly22 ══╣╠══
I really love the metaphor use here. It really helps me understand how you relate to others.
wildrose ══╣╠══
kajel ══╣╠══
This was absolutely beautiful. I really love the way you describe your inner garden.
kmiotutsie ══╣╠══
I love this <3
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