Dreams & Tomatoes

Aristotle once said, “We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act but a habit” and further Socrates stated, “The unexamined life is not worth living.”

These two quotes have been ruminating around my head for the past few weeks, as I am constantly under construction and would characterize my life as always needs improvement as I strive daily to become greater than the person I was yesterday. When we are not actively and intentionally striving towards the best version of ourselves, towards purpose and destiny, then we can fall subject to regression. In my opinion, if you are going backwards, at least there is movement and you are not *dun-dun*DUN* (insert ominous music) living a life of mediocrity.

20160721_151024Stagnation is one of the fears of most creative people. We thrive on inspiration, on always improving our art form and constantly growing; if not in leaps and bounds, possibly we develop a brush stroke or engage in cardio to improve our instrumental stamina. Whatever the case may be, for a creative person to get writer’s block, or be unable to create, it is a slow painful death that eats away at the core of who we are.

I am sharing this to say. I grew 4 tomato plants. While these two concepts may not seem parallel, please bear with me as I digress 🙂 And so, in the same way that tomatoes need sunlight, watering, good filtration/drainage and some loving, so too do our dreams. They need nourishment and attention. We cannot say, “I hope to play electric guitar in a band one day” but never practice, and never pick up the beautiful instrument. I know because I “played” the clarinet in middle school. By played, I mean I picked it up maybe three times outside of school and that was it. I never practiced. What came out were squeaks and awfulness. However, when I decided I wanted to play the piano, I practiced until my fingers were numb. I would take a break, and continue.20160721_134420

A few months ago, a friend asked me where I saw my business going, and what the moment look like when I knew I had made it. She asked me to visualize it. To write it down; what did it look like, what people were there, what did it smell like? I won’t spoil the surprise, but I know for a fact that a day will come when my dreams become a reality.

Gardiner Lana’s dreams became a reality today when I was able to eat 3 small cherry tomatoes from my own garden. I planted them when they were small and have been watering them (probably too much, who knows) daily. I talk to them (don’t tell my neighbours), and I waited. But what a wait! Those little nuggets burst like dawn over a horizon in my mouth. They were crisp and sweet.

All good things are worth the wait. How crisp and sweet will your dreams be once you reach them?


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