Little Farming Gnome

By Teera Palmer 2020
A story written and shared with CBRSS Staff at the close of 2020 – a very big year! Sharing now with the community since 2021 feels like another big year.

Long Long ago,
In a land before time…
There lay some seeds in the deep rich red soil.
The seeds were safe and warm, encased in their hard shells.
And there they stayed and they sat…and they stayed…
And the sun shone, and the winds blew, and the rains rained, over days and years, and…
One day, a little farming gnome who had special magic powers came upon all these seeds and he could see the seeds just sticking out from the soil…here, there, and everywhere…
‘Ahh’ said the farming gnome…
‘I will use my magic to make the perfect growing conditions for these little seeds and with my protection, they will grow so big and so strong… they will make such a fine crop and so much nutrition for all of the gnomes in all the land.’

And so soon, very soon, the seeds began their growing journey and soon very soon…out popped so, so, many little green shoots. And they wriggled and they struggled and strived to move through the soil and reach towards the sun…
And so the little farming gnome set to work and of course he used his magic to make all of the best growing conditions…only the best…and always comfortable and cosy.

So in that growing year, whenever the storms with lightning and dangerous winds came thundering in the sky…the farming gnome made a protective shield of clear quartz crystal over all of the little green shoots to protect them….he was a very protective little farming gnome.
So no thunder, no strong winds, no dangers ever came upon the crop.
No grasshoppers to nibble the shoots, no hail, no flooding rains, no challenges…

And the little farming gnome made everything just-so… So nice and comfy…
And he used his magic to make just the right amount of sun when he wanted sun…but never so hot that the green shoots could wilt…And just the right amount of gentle misty rain when the plants were thirsty…but never too much…
And everything was perfect, and even and measured.

The plants were growing so high towards the sky and the little farming gnome was feeling so very pleased with all his care and good work.
The day came when the little farming gnome knew it was time to harvest the grain from all these healthy, green, tall plants that he had protected so well…so that he could share the food with all his friends…
But, as he cut the first tall plant he was surprised and disappointed. There was no grain inside. Quickly he cut more and more, and found that each plant had none…
‘Oh me, oh my, how is it that my careful, protective magic failed….why is there no grain from this crop’?

Just then, a swirling wind blew by the little farming gnome….and over, and under, and all around…
‘Ahhh I can tell you why’ said the wind….‘It is strange, but it is true…
It is because there was no challenge, no storms, no wind, no heavy rains, and because there was no conflict, no struggle, no challenge…that the grains did not grow full and strong and ripen.’
‘Being the wind…I know that storms are needed, thunder, lightning, dry and heat are needed….They shake up the soul and wake up the grain, so it strives to grow strong and full and ripe.’
The little farming gnome was listening closely to the wind.

And then the sun chimed in too….
‘Ah yes,’ agreed the Sun…
’And night is needed…and so is day…and days of happiness…and days of sadness…and this is the great wisdom of life…of understanding…and slowly, slowly little farming gnome…if you can see my sunrise…and sunset…and feel glad for both…you will come to know the rhythm of life…the rhythm of duality…the rhythm of polarity…and all that is between. You will no longer cast your magic to make everything just-so….and, you will have found life’s secret, and the way to grow healthy crops.’
‘Come now, follow me’….said the Sun…
’Follow the nature of all things…follow the Moon…follow the stars…befriend the stormy skies, and the wind, and the rain too…for my warming rays will always come again upon you…
Know this….trust this ….and you will feel the grace.’

And from that day on, the little farming gnome used no more of his protection, nor his just-so, magic…
Instead…he looked to the majesty of the skies each day and he worked with all that the seasons brought…
And everyday…his heart was filled with gladness for all that was…