“A man’s mind may be likened to a garden, which may be intelligently cultivated or allowed to run wild; but whether cultivated or neglected, it must, and will, bring forth. If no useful seeds are put into it, then an abundance of useless weed seeds will fall therein, and will continue to produce their kind.
Just as a gardener cultivates his plot, keeping it free from weeds, and growing the flowers and fruits which he requires, so may a man tend the garden of his mind, weeding out all the wrong, useless, and impure thoughts, and cultivating toward perfection the flowers and fruits of right, useful, and pure thoughts,
By pursuing this process, a man sooner or later discovers that he is the master gardener of his soul, the director of his life. He also reveals, within himself, the laws of thought, and understands with ever-increasing accuracy, how the thought forces and mind elements operate in the shaping of his character, circumstances, and destiny.”
James Allen – As a Man Thinketh
A beautiful and fitting metaphor about the seeds of thought. How they will germinate into intention. Sprout into words. And given time, grow into the deeds that reveal one’s soul.
What flourishes will always be contingent on what you plant and how you go about tending what you have planted.
As Mr. Allen suggests, you cannot simply throw some seeds on the ground, add water on occasion, walk away and just let things happen. For ill winds can blow. And with it, all sorts of undesirable spores, landing on your plot.
Untended, those seeds will take root and choke out what you have painstakingly planted.
Creeping over intention. Crowding out thought. Suffocating action.
So be ever vigilant.
Make a commitment to what you have sown.
An investment in what it is you choose to grow.
For as the gardener of your soul, you are the one made for that plot. To work that soil. Reaping a harvest entirely of your making.
A bounty only you can cultivate.