Writing

Writing is pouring thoughts, memories, and ideas out of your head, allowing your soul to flow through as symbols. Writing allows these things to communicate past barriers of time, place, and death. It allows us to think in ways other than things that we do all the time, such as speaking or just having thoughts jumbled in our minds. Writing establishes order, creates beauty, and preaches truth, in its best state.

My Garden, Part 6

My corn is doing well. It is keeping up with the beans, and is still green and alive. That's about all it has to do yet.

My beans are growing tall, and each plant has little white flowers budding. I didn't do very thorough research before starting to grow this kind of bean, because it somehow slipped my mind. Anyway, now I did some more research because I was concerned about the fact that they were flowering already, and I found out that they are a bush bean variety, that takes about three months to maturity. This means that my beans will be ready before everything else in my garden, and that I don't need to find a way for my beans to climb. These are very useful things to know.
Since I planted on May 19th, the beans should be grown sometime next month.

My pumpkins are also growing very well. They are much bigger than I anticipated, and are growing rapidly. They pretty much take up my whole box, in addition to growing our onto the lawn. I now know that I was mistaken about having female flowers last post, because the female flowers really are coming out now.
The problem I have, though, is not knowing if any of the flowers are being pollinated. I may have to try hand-pollinating, because at least one has shriveled up and died, due to not being pollinated.

Some things I have been doing for my garden:
Journaling about it
Naming each plant individually or as a group
Having concerts for it
Watering as needed
Weeding as needed
Watching out for slugs and other insects

Enjoyment In Life's Pursuits

The world today is full of uninspired people who simply do what they do as a means to an end. While there are some who love what they do, there are many who don't. What can be more dangerous to the human spirit, than spending their lives in doing things which they are not passionate about, and which they don't even at least find enjoyable?

I know many people who don't enjoy what they do. I have members of my family who don't enjoy what they do. Especially when choosing careers, most people just find what they can do that is more profitable or easier than things that they would do if there were no other considerations.

I firmly believe that everybody should find some reason to go and do things other than that they have to, simply to survive. Whatever you are, whether a cashier, a mother, a student, or anything else, I challenge you to truly love what you do.

"Adam fell that men might be; and men are that they might have joy."
-2 Nephi 2:25

Love

A couple of day ago,, I watched the movie of and read the book of The Phantom of the Opera. As always, there was a lot of crying involved. However, this was for a different reason than usual. Usually I'm just upset that the Phantom is all alone. This time, I was upset about all of the people who never showed him any love, and created a monster through their harshness.
This had helped to realize that I need to show more love. In our everyday lives, anger doesn't do any good. I have realized this from the many times I have tried to improve something or somebody through anger, no matter how seemingly reasonable that anger was. It has never worked. What has worked, though, is kindness and love.
This is something which I need to work on, because I still respond to things harshly and angrily, especially to those I love most deeply. Anger doesn't work. The world needs more love, to drive out all of the anger and fault and ugliness that exist.

"What wisdom can you find that is greater than kindness?"
Jean-Jacques Rousseau