This is my garden in January of this year. The picture doesn't do it justice, it was much worse than this! I couldn't see how we could ever get it clear and turn it into something sweet. The house was terrible too, with broken windows and fallen ceilings. 23 years it had stood empty and unloved, and time and neglect had taken its toll.
But time and intention are powerful tools. Stick at something long enough and it will yield.
We worked and worked and kept at it, and now we do indeed have a sweet little pink house with a sweet little garden - with bees on the borage, right now! I'm proud of the determination we found in ourselves, and I'm proud of the changes we made. We transformed something dying into something that thrives.
They say a house reflects its owner. A run down neglected home indicates an inhabitant who is also neglecting themselves. A house that sparkles and is cared for, shows those that dwell within also shine. In my latest experience on planet earth, I would say this is probably true.
How can we thrive if we do not care for ourselves? We cannot expect to receive good things if we believe we are unworthy of them. We think we are 'okay', but all that really means is we are still breathing and walking, but not growing and expanding.
Anything in nature that stops growing has begun to die. Death comes to all things of course, but surely in its good time. If we have stopped learning and turned to the wall, we are becoming a willing participant in our own demise.
Truly it is never too late.
It may look bad, but while life is still present, there is always hope. With hope comes the possibility of transformation and with transformation we find we can change what we have and what we are!