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  • ....Garden Time.

    I was new guy on the block, so I asked ten questions for which "The Originals" weren't ready for.. Then was quickly dismissed to the ,so called Worst Area at the community garden.

    ahhhh, politics..

    Great!!!, I thought, Now no one will bother me as I can do what I like.

    Yipppppeeeeeee! (This is where I thrive)

    An hour later the head of the Organic Community Garden came over to do "Her thing" on me.

    I smiled as she ruffed and groused about life.. Hers. I just kept nodding and giving a

    positive sound out, now and then as if I agreed with her control.

    Hey, I'd only been there for two hours. She deserved respect.. She Left, while asking me

    in a off handed, If I would volunteer to build a three hundred foot wooden fence, as if,

    what she was offering me was a type of punishment or penance for stepping on her

    emotional boundaries.

    "Sure," I said..

    ''Gotta budget, Material, Equipment, other volunteers?'

    '' When do you want it and where exactly ?'

    She almost Choked.

    The following week?.

    Done !

    I started to settle in there. One of the things I noticed was the place was not a Community, no one was really interested in that. Just A Lot of people coming and going, but no Community.

    Another thing... It wasn't an "Organic" Garden at all.

    Organic Community Garden?

    Hmmmm? I thought about those words

    What's to be done?

    I had been just hearing about a new project in Norway. A World Seed Bank...

    "YUP" I thought, "let's try that."

    In a few days I started going around the place introducing myself to whomever was around. As long as they were a Garden member, i talked to them.

    The approach was simple.. LEFT HAND RIGHT HAND behind my back ... You all know that game of "guess where the treasure is".

    The Kid's game, we all still play with each other , in one way or another.

    BTW, this is a universal game.. I have found it in almost every country I have traveled to. Everyone Loves it.. Mostly.

    You get the picture..

    "HI, my name is Hop, What's your's?"

    We would talk for a bit then I would introduce the game as I put out both my hands in front of them and ask

    "Right or Left?"

    I would ask them to put out their hand out.. ( this was always the fun part, because it is

    one thing to play a game with someone, but it's almost another kettle of fish, to ask them

    to come closer to a stranger. To trust Me.

    The idea of receiving something that they can't see being put into their own hand?

    Well. sometimes I would see the child in them, come right out and Love love love

    this little unexpected chance vignette and other times people backed away, even said

    "NO" I don't know you!"

    This was also Fantastic Fun for me-each and every time, as I never, You never Know....

    . I ran into all sorts of micro responses. but I just waited them all out, one way or another.

    I made sure there was as little pressure as possible..

    If they picked the Left, I would empty 8 seeds into the hand they extended and said,

    "These are for you to grow, Welcome to the Garden"

    They would often tell me they had been here for years and I would say..

    "Glad to meet you" then ask them to guess what was in the other hand while I smiled.

    They would play or they would hesitate, since they thought the "Game" was over when

    they had already picked the correct hand, receiving the "prize".

    It wasn't.

    With their other hand open towards me, I would put another 8 seeds from my offered

    closed fist.

    "These are seeds for our New Seed Bank..

    These will be for you to share in late September at the Picnic.

    "What Picnic?"

    Why, The Community Organic Garden Picnic" I would say, leaving them as I had seeds to hand

    out.. Thanking them.

    "I'll Post a sign closer to the date... Bye Now"

    So, On and on in many different variations, i would do the same thing. Even with the

    Head person, who just felt THREAT, from me.

    But, that's not my fault.

    200 people. more or less got free seed of all different sorts. I Told them where I was in

    the Garden.. "Visit anytime"

    That first picnic? We had eight people with their friends and families who grew seed.

    Which is a very good rate of return.

    We had a BBQ, Music, FUN. We even had a guy and gal meet, who are now Married.

    Shared their own seeds!!!

    They have two wonderful children now. Teens now.

    The next year 12 people shared their seeds

    Third year 27 and so on..

    It caught on for a lot of different reasons..

    Each person MADE the Garden Happen..They were made to feel Welcomed and they had

    an idea of Structure as well as understanding that If they had an idea, they could make it

    happen.. Just takes Play time.

    The Seed project was just a way to start a " Community"..

    That's where all the potential is..

    In everyone that turns out, so they can help other's live, by giving themselves away.

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