Of Dogwoods & Gratitude
I was originally was going to make this Part II of my Maslow post but I wanted to preempt it to share something that ran through my mind today.
Amid the insanity of a couple thousand OTPers descending on Midtown Atlanta, I was still able to make it out to the Dogwood Festival. Though the festival was made up of mostly the same artists and food vendors you see year after year, it was the first time a couple of my friends had gotten a chance to see it so I agreed to be a guide.
Along our walk, I decided I wanted to show my friends the newer section of the park including the Legacy Fountain. In contrast to the main sections of the park, the newer area was almost completely void of visitors. It made for a nice calm and with the cool wind whipping around us, it made one of my favorite poems come to mind:
“I walked in a garden today
Where loving hands had wrought
She could not have known
As she toiled there tirelessly,
That I would come today
Despairing, lonely and afraid
And that her garden
Would restore my peace of mind
And give me hope and faith.
I walked in her garden today and
Tonight I thank God for her
Who toiled there tirelessly.”
O.R.W. – Cheekwood Botanical Garden
Though the last few weeks have been an interesting mix of productivity and drama, the thing that has stood out the most is how much I am learning about the finer points of cultivating serenity. Sure, it sounds kind of fluffy but you never know how important it is until you need it to kick your goals into high gear.
That poem and, in particular, the timing it had running through my head reminded me that building that sense of serenity is a two-way street. In one direction, we’re trudging a road paved by others.
When you’re looking for that serenity and you’re a typical “Type A” personality, that journey usually requires the help of people that have been there before. There is an enormous amount of gratitude to be found for those people who are there for you be they family, friends or just someone with a big heart who is willing to help.
In the other direction, you’re maintaining or paving that road for people who may come after you. Like the poem says, you may never know who comes after you but that road may indeed mean quite a bit to them.
The friends I took through the park had a chance to experience what I’ve gotten to experience dozens of times before. In sharing that experience, though – this time it was somehow more profound.
Like I said, it was kind of a fluffy moment but when you work hard and care a great deal about what you do, these moments help remind you of what’s important. If this sentiment means nothing, I promise the next post will be fantastically geeky enough to make up for it.
If the sentiment did mean something to you, that’s even better. In that case, I encourage you to try it out for yourself and pass the feeling forward. You’ll be glad you did.
Photo Courtesy of brettlohmeyer