Planting seeds, nothing more

I wish I could remember how I learned about Nimo Patel, but I don't. What I do know is that nearly every song on his album, Empty Hands, is on my "favorites" playlist, and one in particular, Planting Seeds, popped into my head as I was thinking about this week's blog post. The refrain goes like this:

Whatever grows will grow. Whatever dies will die. Whatever works will work. Whatever flies will fly. Whatever fails will fail. What's meant to soar will soar. We are planting seeds, nothing more. 

The song helps me feel what it's like to be unattached to outcomes. Not indifferent to them -- in fact, quite the opposite! -- but to be humbly aware that once I've done my part, the results are out of my hands.

Once I've put something out into the world, it doesn't do any good to worry about how it will turn out. Instead, I simply want to do the next thing, and the next: planting as many seeds as I can, while I can, with the hope that they will grow into something beautiful.

I've shared the YouTube video for this song below, and hope you will find four minutes to listen to it.

I’m also curious to know what kind of seeds you hope to plant with your life. What do you want more of in the world? More love? Peace? Wonder? Gratitude?

How can you plant some of those seeds right now, even in the next five minutes? 

I hope you enjoy both the planting and the letting go.