Image Description: A brown bin says “Compost” in white letters. A large amount of pulled weeds are inside. One long plant is hanging out of the bin.
I pulled a whole heckuva lot of weeds over the weekend. If I may be honest, I found this to be fun. Perhaps there was something cathartic and soothing about it.
The most satisfying weed to pull was a particularly long and windy kind. It has a system of stems and leaves connected to a shared vine. It’s the kind pictured above, spilling out of the compost bin. This plant — I don’t know its name — wove its way effectively and adeptly around my day lily plants. And most of it was hidden and out of view.
I’d find one piece and begin to pull on it. Then I’d discover much more, a system all connected.
I reflected on the beliefs we carry…
… about ourselves,
… about our relationships,
… about our neighbors,
… about the ways we structure our society,
and this plant seemed to convey a lot.
Sometimes, within ourselves, there are whole, connected systems of beliefs, fears, and emotional triggers that need to be explored and healed. Sometimes, within our communities, there are large, connected systems of harm intended to bolster some and disadvantage others.
We have to start somewhere — pulling, uncovering connections, examining, and uprooting.