One of the primary symbols repeated throughout my work is that of the seed.
Germination 2 by S. Davidson
I'm sure the connotations are pretty obvious, but especially at this time of year I'm reminded of the seed's message. All of nature, where I live at least, has placed every bit of its energy and hope for the future inside a magical little package.
Nature has complete faith in this tiny, unassuming container of potential. Doubt does not exist.
But for us short-sighted humans, it's different. I clearly remember when I learned about seeds. I was six years old, and we had just moved into a new house. My grandmother, who I generally followed everywhere, gave me some tiny, funny-looking, dried-up brown things and showed me how to stick my finger into the dirt, put the seeds in the holes, and cover them up. When I expressed my puzzlement at this, she told me something that seemed absurd to my six-year-old brain: these little brown things would turn into flowers! I was skeptical. I guess, being outside of my very limited realm of experience, this just didn't seem possible.
Boy, was I surprised when, a couple of weeks later, these things had turned into marigolds! This cemented my belief in the powerful magic of seeds, right then and there.
At this point in the cycle, nature is once again sealing up her little packages of magic, knowing that they will come to fruition in their time. To the universe, waiting is nothing. For me, it's a little harder, but I'm trying to learn. I'm planting my seeds, and waiting. I have to believe that faith and patience will eventually produce beautiful blooms.
Secret Garden by S. Davidson
Your grandmother was a smart woman!!
ReplyDeleteWow Sharmon!! These pieces are incredible!! I loved discovering the face in "Secret Garden"!! I'm in awe of your talent!!
btw.... the waiting is the hardest part! ; )