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My husband a few weeks ago brought home a plant he got for Administrative professionals day. My initial reaction to him bringing home this plant was one of pure annoyance. I said, “so you bringing home another responsibility for me??” And his answer was yes. I rolled my eyes. When we got home, I left it outside by the house, and said I’d get to it eventually.

Then a couple days later, chaos struck. I had been waiting with baited breath for something to happen at work, and well, it did. I luckily still have a job, kinda, for now anyways. And well, the stress of it all made me feel this urge to play in the dirt. Finding a reason to play with the texture, and look for worms. So I went to Lowes, and bought a bigger pot, and some potting soil. And I came home, and after putting the baby to bed, as the sun set, and the breeze blew, and the birds sang their goodnight songs, I repotted the annoying plant my husband brought home.

I still wasn’t certain I would keep the plant, but at least if it had a nice pot it would be more likely to be a quick give away on the facebook “buy nothing” group. I set it by the window in our bedroom, watered it, and gave it a few days. I did not pay much attention to it until about 4 days later, when I realized, it had a new leaf. A new leaf, coming up and blooming, and suddenly I felt the pride of a new mother. The excitement, the dopamine, and the beauty all making me want to burst with pride. I helped this little plant bloom a new leaf, with its new soil, and new pot? I did that?! Well, that’s when realized this plant was home, and that its pronouns are she/her/they and that her name is Juno.

I was suddenly finding the excitement of growth in a plant. The same excitement and pride I felt about my son walking for the first time, or my dog getting a new trick, I was finding in a plant that I was so annoyed by at first. What’s also interesting is this season for me has been abundant. Growth in my own journey. Healing some of the toughest parts of myself, filled with attempting to find my inner child and apologize to her. And here is just yet another symbol of growth and abundance. A plant named Juno. A plant, which historically was once used to oppress, I am now finding beauty, and liberation, and growth, and healing in.

I thought I killed everything I touched. I thought the whole plant thing wasn’t for me, but in reality, that was a falsity I told myself. Yet another excuse to not step into the potential I hold. Here, in the story of Juno, is another example of the inner Asé we all hold to achieve what we once thought impossible. Is there a plant waiting for your touch? Are you giving patience, and breath to the bloom coming to you? In what ways are you in abundance?

A chapter of abundance.

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