After a muggy, steamy mid Spring day in beautiful Bucks County, PA, the heavens opened and rain poured down. Rumbling thunder, a wee bit of lightning and then sunshine prevailed. I went outside in search of a rainbow, and even though I didn’t see one, I stuck around to weed out some discontent in the form of wrangling the overgrown area around my backyard fire pit. Since the soil was wet, they were easier to remove. Prior to the mini-deluge, my friend Tracy Grammer who is a talented singer songwriter made a comment about loving the “weeds that are happy to let go.” Beyond thinking that they would make great song lyrics, it occurred to me that so often, I have my own overgrowth that might choke out the flowers I have planted and am waiting, sometimes quite impatiently, to blossom.

It set me to wondering how often and for how long I had struggled to dislodge those that just didn’t wanna surrender. They might look like worn out beliefs about who I want to be, rather than the person others might expect me to embody. They could appear in the guise of selling my soul for love, or fearing speaking my mind, so that I don’t risk rejection. They could present themselves as hanging on to relationships for far too long, so I don’t feel like the bad guy. When I allow the weeds to grow rampantly, I miss out on so much beauty. What has stopped me from doing the sweat work is frustration that they don’t stay pulled. It’s like making my bed. If I want it to look neat, I need to do it every day. It takes maintenance in both the soil bed and the garden of my life.

What are YOUR weeds that you want to remove? What flowers or crops have they been symbolically choking out? What will make them easier to clear away?