The Christmas Tomato
I want to tell the story of a new tradition in my home, the story of the Christmas Tomato. In order to do this I need to start with a miraculous occurence that happened about a year ago when I decided to plant a sprouting turmeric root. I had been drying out turmeric roots by the stove, and as sometimes happens, a few sprouted. I was aware that these things grow best in warm climates such as the Middle East, but I thought that perhaps they would grow just fine in my sunny kitchen window. So, I found a pot from outside and scooped up some rich backyard soil that had chicken manure in it. I planted the sprouting roots which grew into a beautiful house plant in a few short weeks. Next to the turmeric sprouted what I thought was a weed. I kept approaching the plant intent upon pulling out this weed, and every time I tried, I got the strong impression I wasn't supposed to do that. I observed my internal impressions with amusement. Why couldn't I just pull this weed? My imagination began creating a narrative that the turmeric plant enjoyed its company, and I was to just surrender my compulsion to pull the weed. I honored that curious sensation.
After a couple of weeks I realized this little "weed" was a volunteer tomato plant. At that time I was quite glad I hadn't pulled the sprout. It grew next to the turmeric in the kitchen window for over a year, producing a perfect quantity of cherry tomatoes. I had planted a couple other turmeric fingers in other pots that grew, but not as well as the one with the tomato. There seemed to be a synergy produced between this particular duo, and for many months I watched it with amazement. Every once in a while I would get impressions that would come out of nowhere, like the time I felt the deep urge to "not pick the weed". I wish I would have recorded all of them, because some of them were incredibly profound and left me in states of reverence, even bliss with tears of joy running down my face. The most recent impression happened a couple months ago when I got the distinct feeling or knowing that the duo's life was coming to an end, and "it would soon be time to harvest". The turmeric foliage had dried out a few months previous, and I didn't want to try to pull out the turmeric root for fear of damaging the tomato which was still producing. I have had no experience, at least in this current lifetime with growing turmeric, so I didn't know if the root was rotting during these months in the soil while I was tending primarily to the tomato.
I decided not to worry about whether I would ever harvest turmeric. If it turned out, great. If not, this would be at minimum a wonderful learning experience. This was already the most sacred relationship I've ever had with a houseplant.
Today I decorated a different indoor tomato plant with Christmas ornaments. It was growing in the spot in the living room that my family normally puts a Christmas tree. Different people kept asking whether we'd be getting a Christmas tree this year. I joked to my dad that no, this year we'd have a Christmas Tomato. In all seriousness I didn't have the heart to try and move this indoor tomato plant. I had started this one several months ago in late Spring. It didn't really take off until a couple months ago, about the same time I got the message from the turmeric/tomato duo that they didn't have much more time left.
I completely understand as I write all this that I may appear to be going a little nuts. If anything, people talk to plants. Plants don't talk to people, according to the predominant paradigm which I know in so many ways is a load of bullshit. Indigenous peoples and many other white people like myself have had similar experiences of plant life communing with them. Yet I have to appreciate that this human/plant communion thing is fairly new and special experience for me--or at least a rare one. It has happened before with artichokes and chamomile, but I had previously suspected that those eperiences were all in my imagination. Now I am not so certain. A lifetime of experience is now indicating for me that humans have potential to sense communication from plants and other parts of nature if we nurture the relationship and keep an open mind. The ability to keep a quiet mind is probably just as key in the development of what are just atrophied sensory organs.
I decided to evolve my family's (or at least my own personal) Christmas traditions to include the celebration of this realization, the celebration of a larger miracle that involves the sacred and symbiotic relationships that can be found in nature. This comes for me at a critical time when the current superficial, materialistic, and parasitic corporate-brainwashed culture of greed and plastic has just about killed my holiday spirit. I am frequently overcome with nausea whenever I hear Christmas songs. I had no urge to do any kind of holiday decorating until today, and it probably had much to do with a close loved-one recently coming home from the hospital after a difficult struggle with pneumonia. It wasn't just any pneumonia but one with an illness-related delirium which nearly alterred our lives in a very big way. All of this has me very appreciative of the gift of life--and of the very ability to appreciate that gift as well.
Upon decorating the tomato today (December 18th), I got the sense--physically in the same spot that I get these plant communion perceptions--in the thoracic area, that this plant was "pleased to be given the role of Ambassador of Christmas Cheer". I felt a tug from the kitchen plant at about that same time: "It is now time to harvest". So, I finished up in the living room, then went about snipping off all the dried plant in the kitchen, brought the pot outside and proceded to dig out a couple handfuls of healthy, fresh turmeric root, which to my brain is a wonderful surprise. In my heart I know it is a miracle.
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