One of the hardest things that people struggle with in their daily life is finding a healthy balance. Whether that be balancing your time, money, or relationships. Balance can be defined in the dictionary as “an even distribution of weight enabling someone or something to remain upright and steady”.

Wouldn’t we all cherish a life that was completely “balanced” that enabled us to have a steady life? I think we all would agree that a balanced life sounds pretty darn good.

But what do we do in order to reach that point of equilibrium in our everyday life?

The answer is fairly simple; stop watering dead plants.

We strive as human beings to be better managers of our time, yet we waste so much of it paying attention to things that no longer deserve/need attending to.

Is it a matter of us not wanting to let go of the familiar? Or is it just a human flaw of caring too deeply for someone and not knowing your own limitations of realizing when enough is enough?

I believe it is a mixture of both of those things.

Some people are better at focusing their attention on what really needs attending to, but I will admit fully that I am not one of those people.

If you’re anything like me, I often play the role of the “peacekeeper”. When something in my life starts to seem off balance, I quite literally go full throttle into the situation in order to mend what may potentially break.

This is not always a good thing, in fact more often than not it gets me into trouble. I end up focusing all my attention on a situation that may or may not even need my help in the first place.

Even if the situation that occurs seems to others as a “lost cause” or “not worth my time”, I neglect their advice and focus in on that particular situation anyways.

After one too many let downs it didn’t take long for me to realize that watering dead plants was indeed a lost cause. A person can only tend to a situation for so long until it becomes completely out of their realm of control.

I realized that I needed to stop watering the dead plants and start watering the seeds within myself.

Here’s a poem I wrote titled “Dead plants”:

“stop watering dead plants”, they told me, as I stood above a dying drooping flower

But why? my intention was to protect the plant, rid it of weeds that intended to devour

“stop watering dead plants” they said, all your doing is wasting your resources and time

The way I saw it I was saving the plant from drying up, now explain why that is such a crime?

“stop watering dead plants” they all said, for all your effort will end up like money down the drain

So the question is, why do we continue to water dead plants? For isn’t that the reason for the rain?