Poisoned Seeds

We would count a farmer a fool who poisoned his seeds before planting.  Why go to the trouble of planting something that will surely not sprout nor produce?  It would be a simple waste of time and energy.  But the better question is, why poison them in the first place?  Why not just plant the seeds in health and then nourish them as they grow?

It is easy to judge the hypothetical actions of a farmer who poisons his seeds.  But it is harder to see the reality of our own actions.  It may be that we are that farmer in action.  The only difference is that our seeds are not literal, but figurative.

How often have we wanted something just enough to go through the actions of pursuit, with no confidence in success—and even worse, with certainty of failure?  Our attitude affects our performance and our performance affects our outcomes.  Are we poisoning our own dreams and hopes?

Yes.  Too often, yes.  We are setting ourselves up for failure.  There is no one to blame but ourselves.  Only we don’t blame ourselves.  We blame other people and things.  We don’t take the blame ourselves because we don’t see what we are doing.  We blind ourselves to the real culprit of our woes.

I am beginning to realize my own poisonous behavior.  I am ready to change,  ready to plant with the hope of harvesting.