So, it turns out, we tend our inner selves in the garden, too, sustained and buoyed by the seamless cycles of planting, growing and harvesting. In this, perhaps we find redemption or, scariest of all, the courage to change.
Author Anaïs Nin, best known for her decidedly secular writings, may not have grasped the joy of digging in the dirt. But she understood change, and the power of the garden as metaphor.
"And the day came," she writes, "when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."