The Art of Gardening. Part 1.
"I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." -Maya Angelou
It was senior year of high school. I would follow the leaders of the class and take another AP course with no idea what I was doing or why I was doing it. I would assume my usual seat, no matter the class, fourth one back, exit-door row, nearest the wall clock, and wait. This was English. Mr. A would lead. He was wise. He knew how to connect. He shared a lot of his wisdom through humor and honesty. At some point it would be co-led by a college student, Miss B. She was bright and full of light. Perhaps a little shy but very intentional and willful.
This would mark a major turning point for me.
I was born and raised in Upstate New York. Among the Finger Lakes. A beautifully wholesome place to grow up. Most notable were the sunsets and corn fields but my favorite were the teachers. They were committed to their authenticity and personified integrity.
Here, seeds of thought were planted. Here, we were exposed to another time. To another space. To another powerful reality.
Literature. Poetry. Emotion. Ultimately, I discovered the Art of Gardening through words.
"I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." Maya Angelou was one of many to have entered our minds and our hearts that year. It was dynamic.
The ability to move people’s souls. How do I do this? Her sequence of words awakened something in me few things have rivaled. It wasn’t just the way the words were combined but the emotion that transcended the pages as they unfolded. Those words would radiate through me like heat lighting ripples through the summer sky. I felt grounded. I felt understood. I finally felt a part of my truth.
This. This was big.
The Art of Gardening. For the mind, the body, and the soul.