Take a second, when asked to think of a clover patch what comes to mind?
For me I’m instantly brought back to my childhood. Sitting in my grandparent’s backyard and searching the three leaf clover patches for four leaf clovers. I’m also brought back to many a park watching my dad play baseball and sitting in the grass looking for those four leaf clovers. When I think of these times I remember how my mom taught us to look for them. Now I smile as I realize she was teaching us to be patient and have hope. I grew a belief that possibility was everywhere. Perhaps she was finding a way to slow us down and teach us quiet but when I check in with my gut I know it was the first thought I had. Hope, patience and possibility. Many would look at a patch and think there’s no way a four leaf clover would exist in there. Yet, I believed differently. I would spend that time present and grateful for the gift of grass and the possibility of the four leaf clover enough for me to sit and look. For hours I’d look, whether or not I found one didn’t matter. Patience, hope and possibility where others would just see a waste of time and effort now sit with me as foundational values that grew in me.
These past couple weeks I’ve been working on a job site removing an old deck and preparing it for a new one. The yard is a beautiful big one with many clover patches. I’ve found myself in times when I need a break called to sit in the clover. Feeling the breeze on my face and soaking up the moment I’m in and just being. Allowing myself to be brought back to past times as a child and following threads of that along to where I sit now as an adult. So many moments where patience and hope were necessary when I had no answers. Where I was searching for my next “four leaf clover”.
I have recently found another “four leaf clover” that I’ve been patiently waiting for, hoping for. Walking the lessons of love and relationship these past adult years knowing they have been exactly what they were supposed to be and I’m grateful for them. Even the painful ones brought me closer to where I am now and I accept them and don’t ever wish to change them. The hope and patience that was always there yet sometimes disguised has brought the gift of love - my four leaf clover so to speak. I’m grateful and embrace the gift and lessons it is meant to be.
This post isn’t a long one as I ask you to sit in your space and see if you’ve ever searched for a “four leaf clover”. What beliefs has it instilled for you? What memories do you have? Is there some other process you did” as a child that is similar to this?
My photos in this post are the clovers I found yesterday. I was tired and needed a break and said I’m going to look for some four leaf clovers. In that small space of sitting I found four of them. I wrapped them in a blade of grass to make a bouquet and gave them to my "four leaf clover" as I smiled in my heart…hope, possibility and patience.
This is where I sign off, thanks for having patience with my regularity of my posts. I've had to flow in those ocean waters and allow it all to be what it's to be. You may have noticed I have strayed away from posting on Mondays but will possibly find my way back to it. Until then I'll visit your inbox as often as I can and I trust you are all well and contently searching for those four leaf clovers in life. Always so much love and aloha, Jodi xxoo