Blossoms
Many edible fruits come from edible blossoms.
Our garden has a fence for this reason.
If we let the deer eat the blossoms, we don't get the fruit.
The garden is full of plants we are growing for a harvest.
The house is full of plants we are growing just to Have in the environment.
While the garden grows, we eat of the CSA Box, the farmer's market, the grocery store. A garden requires intentional harvest to produce high yield.
These redundancies of nourishment are key to my garden's flourishing. If I tend it in starvation, I will eat the edible blossoms and deprive myself of fruit.
Then again, if I don't survive off the blossoms, I might not live to see the fruits.
This is the perilous proposition from which many connections are born today. Starving bodies come together, devouring all that's edible immediately, never allowing space and time for fruits to arrive.
It's an instantaneous devouring, that I will not sit with a craving for you, but will insist that we interact, and will diagnose if we do not interact, that I will devour that blossom of craving as a way to claim my lack.
Practically, allowing my craving to ripen into the fruits of real connection means fresh evaluation of my thoughts of lack as they arise.
It means that I identify choice points in my thinking and subject each thought to target beliefs.
I let desire accumulate to craving before I dream of indulging.
I let real craving be the cause for connection. I stay nourished so that I don’t confuse starvation for craving.
That's an abundant boundary.
