The Greenhouse

We begin to recognize that we must nurture, tenderly, new sprouts. Sprouts of curiosity. Sprouts of courage.

A new truth is sensed but not, perhaps, capable of fully being lived outside in the exposed garden, even a garden with walls.

So we need to create a space for questions. A space for wonder. A space where we can continue to call out surprise and inspire anew.

There is not simply a switch that goes off and a new life lived into. Instead, a small seed sprouts, seen by that delicate root that begins to go into the soil – a new soil.

The garden. The nursery. The greenhouse. All metaphors that help us understand the emergence that we seek.