Last week, I was having lunch with my friend, Christian. He’s a horticulturalistwhich he (and Wikipedia) taught me is a fancy word for people professionally involved in the growing of garden plants. Anyway, as I blew on my piping hot bowl of veggie chili (and eyed the nearby table for some much-needed salt), I became struck by the words my plant-loving friend was using during one of his tangents about managing and cultivating botanical gardens: inclusiveness, survival, community, and yes, diversity.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’ve always known us human relations folk don’t own these terms, but I was caught off guard hearing so many of them in a single conversation that (on the surface) felt so removed from my social justice world a conversation of agricultural crops, planting design, and floral nurseries. Many of the words were common, but the subjects (trees, forests, flowers, and ferns) made the conversation quite foreign to me. I’m not sure if the common terminology made his point clearer or more confusing either way, it made us both deeply consider the powerful parallels between our fields of work.
The discussion reminded me of my recent (and only) trip to Sacramento last November. Diane Flinn, who was facilitating the discussion after one of our Compassion Plays performances, shared a story about her recent walk near the state capital building. As she walked through what I later learned is one of the most heterogeneously forested areas in the world (I looked it up), Diane discovered a great teaching point to share during the post-show facilitation; the deep symbolism and literal parallel between aspects of plant life and human life. The area she walked through makes clear that plants are just as busy trying to thrive and survive with difference, and especially in Sacramento (they don’t call it the “tree capital of the world” for nothing!).
My learning didn’t come as intuitively as it did for Diane during her walk. Instead, it came from hearing my friend yip yap about his day-to-day duties as a horticulturalist. Nonetheless, the moral of the story is this: for the most part, just as we try to facilitate healthy inclusion of differences in our work with youth, so do the horticulturalists who design, maintain, and cultivate spaces where different plants with different needs interact and try to survive, together. Ah, now we’re speaking the same language.