I asked for 2 tomato plants. My friend gave me 2 of each, which adds up to 12. Oh, they are beautiful, those tiny baby plants. So small. So full of promise. Sungold. Cherokee. Brandywine. Hogheart.
They are in the incubator of the solarium this week before going outdoors to play and to grow.
When our meditation practice is still small and not well-rooted in our lives, we want to plant ourselves among other meditators to keep us growing. Our practice is too young to tough it out by ourselves.
After a few months, your practice begins to bear fruit. And so do the tomatoes.