Moldering

Dear Friends,

My son, a friend and I were at the National Arboretum this past weekend, enjoying spring, the azaleas, and the beautiful weather when we stumbled across this tiny old neoclassical garden structure moldering in abandonment.  It looked like it hadn’t been touched in 30 years and was being taken over by the brush and weeds surrounding it.

My son shimmied across a tree over some water to get to said structure and investigate.  He found it was placed there, I’m sure with love and care, by a ladies garden club back in the 1950’s, but for whatever reason had been left to slowly disintegrate in some forgotten corner of the arboretum, slowly consumed by the vines surrounding it and returning to the earth.

I was thinking this week about that structure…and how it mirrors our intentions at times.  We have the best of intentions, and yet life, time, space gets in the way and sometimes our good intentions begin to molder in some forgotten corner of our mind.

My dear friend, if there are intentions that feel correct to get back to in your life right now, I hope you can bring them out of the corner of your mind…and if there are intentions that are best left to molder, I hope you can let them go without judgement.

Have an amazing week.

Love
Krista