Lavender LessonsPosted by camp5456 on June 5th, 2010
I have a new love in my life – my herb garden. It helps me feel so connected to nature, as if I have anchored the roots of my own life down into the soil along with my cilantro, lemon thyme, basil, oregano, rosemary and chives. I wake up with the feeling of Christmas morning hovering in the air. What will today bring? New leaves, a ripening tomato, the smell of soil moistened by morning dew. It reminds me of this great book: Nature’s Secret Messages Hidden in Plain Sight. The author talks about lessons that can be learned by paying attention to the nature all around us. Case in point: perfection is in the imperfection. What I am realizing is that not only am I growing my garden but my garden is growing me. Here’s a story about my lavender plant and what it taught me this spring.
I decided I wanted to grow some lavender. The left side of my brain pointed out (in that logical way she has) that several studies have shown the positive mental and emotional benefits of the smell of lavender. The right side of my brain indulged in the idea of little fresh bundles tied with bits of ribbon beautifying my house. Ahhhh – lavender. So I started from scratch, from seeds, and germinated little green sprouts on my windowsill. All went well until it was time to transfer them into pots. In a fit of frugality, I used a bag of old potting soil sitting in my garage. For weeks I watched for progress, and weeks passed with my fledgling plants never changing. They didn’t die, exactly, they just didn’t grow. I didn’t really realize there was a problem until months had past. Then, one day during something that was a cross between deep meditation and lazy afternoon nap, a thought popped into my head — it’s the SOIL!!
Upon further investigation, it was the soil. When I turned the freshly watered pot over to get the plants out, only the top of soil was moist. The rest of the soil was dry and powdery. It actually floated away in little puffs as I unearthed the small plants. I’m no master gardener, but I’m pretty sure dry soil after a hefty watering is a bad sign. Now my lavender is literally thriving in a new pot with fresh, nutrient rich soil.
The story ends here but the meaning reached far into my own life, into my own healing journey. I wonder how many of us are trying desperately to thrive in dry, depleted soil. For months, maybe even years we are trying to make progress, to grow, to evolve, transform, thrive and yet everything is the same… not worse, just not better. I’m amazed at my lavender’s ability to endure in this environment for months at a time. What would have happened if I let it go all summer? A weakened immune system? A susceptibility to illness or disease? Is this so different from us, so different from our bodies?
In my own life, I started to investigate ways my soil may have been depleted. I realized that while my diet was good in the sense that it wasn’t bad, I realized it wasn’t good in the sense that my body needed nutrients to heal itself. So I decided to add in some raw vegetables and fruits. I blend up all kinds of things in my (newest, newest love — my Vitamix). I drink one raw smoothie and one raw soup a day — and sometimes a raw fruit sorbet. The theory is that cooking food kills the nutrients and enzymes so essential for our bodies – that’s why I eat them raw or uncooked. Also, the blending helps make the nutrients more bio-available. Then I eat one regular meal with my family in the evenings.
Progress? Yes! My digestion is the best it has been my whole life. I feel my energy and stamina getting stronger. It seems my lavender plant taught me a very important lesson. Thriving is more than just surviving — it’s actually growing, evolving. And it starts with the basics, how very Naturopathic!





