I didn't rescue this mole bean. As a matter of fact, I don't even know how he arrived. One day, during the fall of 2020, I noticed a stick in my flower pot. Several months later, that stick had a leaf. A few months later, that stick had full grown leaves.
One day, my Dad was visiting from Tennessee to help us move into our new home. He looked at this stick with leaves and said, "I have some of those back home. That's a mole bean." This was January 2022.
Fast forward seven months later, August 2022, I became deeply involved in my eco-spirituality practice and wanted to make my healing gardens "just right." In addition to making it just right, I wanted this mole bean to have the 'just right" spot and the "just right" pot. A special pot that my Dad gave me in July 2022.
When I transplanted the mole bean, I didn't realize that I was going to upset him. He absolutely did not like being disrupted. All of his lush leaves began to droop and some completely fell off. Although I was sad, I was not willing to give up on Mr. Mole Bean. Instead, I removed all of the leaves that were dying or limp. It only left me with one full grown leaf, and the beginning of a new leaf - a baby.
Hmmmmm. Interesting!! Mr. Mole Bean closely mirrors my life. After stripping away all of the regret, anger, and sadness from the pain that I caused my Dad when I was younger, I feel like I am receiving a second chance to nurture and grow a beautiful relationship with him!!
I love Mr. Mole Bean. I love my Dad. I'm excited to see where this journey of love, light, and healing takes us!!