The Story of Seed

I want to tell you about a seed that was planted some time ago. This is no extraordinary seed nor does it have an extraordinary story, but it’s an important story to tell.

In 1967, Seed was planted in soil the land owner thought to be fertile and full. But it wasn’t. Instead the soil was loose and fine, and Seed fell way way down into the ground.

Seed felt lost and alone because Seed knew this wasn’t where Seeds belonged.

For many years Seed lived here unable to sprout, unable to bloom.

There were lots of other seeds around and they didn’t seem worried that they were buried so far down, so Seed started to question whether or not she expected too much.

“Maybe this is where seeds belong,” she thought to herself. “All these other seeds seem ok here.”

The other seeds gave Seed a hard time because she believed there was so much more. She believed there was so much inside her that wanted to come out and transform her into bigger things.

They called her a dreamer to think that there was any more than this.

“What’s wrong with where you’re at?” The seeds would ask. We’re safe down here and we have each other, why can’t you just be content with where you are?

Seed started feeling ashamed of herself, why couldn’t she be happy where she was?

So she decided to stop dreaming that there was anything more. She stopped trying to push up through the soil and get back to the top. She stopped wishing and reaching for the light.

And then one day the earth started rumbling. All the soil particles were moving, and there was an awful roar headed their way. But they couldn’t move.

The other seeds screamed and yelled, wondering what to do, fearing great pain.

But our Seed had been visualizing moving up the soil, she had been trying to get out, and when all the soil particles started loosening up and moving, she saw it as an opportunity to reach for the light.

The great rumbling passed right around her on all sides. It was like a great churner came and moved the soil.

And as it did, she wiggled and wiggled and wiggled until she started moving up and up and up. She started being able to see beams of light. She started being able to feel drops of wet. And best of all she could move!!

When the churner finally moved on, Seed found herself on the surface basking in the light! The light she always knew was there, the place where she always felt she belonged, even when the other seeds told her she was wrong.

It was then that she saw some new seeds. Seeds she’d never seen before, but they too were cheering for the light! They too were celebrating that they’d made it back to the surface after being deep in dirt for so long.

Seed was so grateful that she wasn’t alone in her belief. Others knew like her, they just weren’t immediately around her.

They all said Hi, and after a celebration, decided they were ready to sprout.

A rain came, and the rain washed Seed and the others back down into the ground a few inches, to a spot where she felt it was just right. Something inside her knew this is where she belonged, it was where she knew she was supposed to be all along. Even though she’d previously given in, stopped listening to her inner knowing, and been in a place where she’d decided to listen to what others said instead.

And now if you go to that spot, where the land owner planted our Seed so many years ago, you’ll see the most magnificent Redwood tree you’ve ever seen.

And all around our former Seed, are the results of all the seeds she produced and encouraged to go to the place that was just right for them. To follow their calling and not listen to anyone else.

This is a story that I found in one of my notebooks that I started in October of 1994. But I didn’t finish it then, and at the time I didn’t know why.

Now I know it’s because I was that Seed and at the time, the rumblings and ground movement had just started, but I had a long journey to get back through all those layers of soil and back to where I knew I belonged.

It’s been a long journey, with many starts and stops. And it’s been worth every step.