He Knows of What He Speaks…

Last week, I spoke about the abundance of oranges and grapefruit that my healthy citrus trees had proudly delivered to me, and my frustration with what I should do with all that gorgeous fruit. It’s a huge chore getting the fruit off the trees. I’d intended to buy one of those long handled fruit pickers. But I got busy with the rough draft of the manuscript. I was headed toward the final act where the momentum increases, everything starts to come together, and as a writer you get so excited your fingers can’t tap out the damn story fast enough. So I forgot about the fruit.

A couple of days ago I walked down the street , past the grapefruit tree that hangs over the side fence, and noticed the fruit had mysteriously begun to disappear.

I’ve been reading Deepak Chopra’s book, Reinventing the Body, Resurrecting the Soul. There is a saying that the universe always provides. Apparently, our lesson as mere mortals is to stop trying to control and let nature take its course. Well, I suppose to a certain extent we should do that. But if we overdid it on the “universe will provide” thing, we could all be off in la la land just swaying about in a hammock…not that hammocks are bad. You just don’t get much accomplished from the hammock. I love Chopra’s work, and I do understand how the ego can get in there and make the whole picture muddy. So, I ignored the disappearing fruit, deciding to let nature take its course.

Yesterday, a woman rang my doorbell. I’d met her before. She lives in my town but only during the winter season. She loves my grapefruit, and I’d told her years ago to pick whatever she wanted. She asked if she could bring her long handled fruit picker and take down the rest of the fruit. I swear. Scouts honor. I am not making this up. She said they’d been taking the fruit from the street side, but wanted permission to enter my yard to get the rest of them.


Today Jennifer came by with the fruit picker, and I went out to help. You will not believe how many grapefruit were still up inside the tree. A man who is renting a home here for the season stopped by, and when he saw that I couldn’t reach some way at the top, he got my ladder and climbed up to get them. We picked every last piece of fruit. Yay! I’ve given some to neighbors, kept some for my daughter, filled one bag for the ladies at the gym. Jennifer took home two full boxes. Tomorrow I’ll call the handyman. Daniel’s wife loves grapefruit.

I thanked Jennifer profusely, and sent a huge silent thank you to Deepak Chopra and the universe.  Someone really knows of what he speaks. : )

ADDENDUM: Author Lucy March (aka Lani Diane Rich) is celebrating the release of her new book today. A Little Night Magic. It is a great fun, warm, and witty read, with fabulous reviews.  And the cover is fabulous!!!! I’ll blog about it in more detail next week. But the best news is, it has only been released for one day and it has gone into a second printing. How awesome is that? The book is available at B&N, Target, Amazon, Kindle, etc.


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14 Responses to He Knows of What He Speaks…

  1. Janie Emaus says:

    I have more lemons than one family could ask for. So…my grandkids put a lemonade stand. They had so much fun and make money this summer they’re going into business! If anyone’s thirsty, stop by.

  2. Robena Grant says:

    Hi Janie, that sounds like a fun project for the grandkids. Last evening I put grapefruit in plastic bags and filled a tub, stuck on a free sign. Heard a car pull up and a very loud voice yell out, “Thank you!” I looked out and everything was gone. : )

  3. Hi Robena!
    Well, I, for one, am sorry to see this story end, but I loved the plot twist at the end, and look forward to the next installment of Ask and Ye Shall Receive!

    For a minute there (because of the picture), I thought you HAD set up a street corner stand. It might help offset the cost of National Conference. 🙂 However, I suspect if you’d gone that route – deciding to profit from the fruit – the universe may not have provided that fruit picker.

    So much to think about…

    Lynne (who suddenly has a craving for a nice juicy ruby red grapefruit.)

  4. I had a friend who had about six orange trees in her backyard. She’d bag of the fruit and send it to the local food bank. It’s good when it doesn’t go to waste.

    Isn’t it strange how things work out?

    • Robena Grant says:

      Hey, Kathy. It sure is. We have so many citrus groves in the desert most of the food banks can’t handle any more. The fruit falls from the trees and rots, or the rats get it. I hate when that happens.

  5. Maria says:

    What a fabulous lesson. I do agree with you on yes, the universe will help, but you also have to get up and do stuff. You did in this case. You’d previously given permission to someone to pick fruit. In return she came back and helped you pick the rest. Most excellent exchange of labor and produce. Woot!

  6. Robena Grant says:

    Absolutely, Maria. And today I took some grapefruit in to the ladies at Curves. They disappeared instantly. Came home and the handyman had taken every last fruit from the garden table. Fabulous! Another great job to check off the list. ; )

  7. Oh you fruit pusher you. I wish I was there. I once had oranges straight from the tree still warm from the sun in CA and I just about swooned. Delicious juice was dripping down my chin and I did not care. I love all things citrus. Grapefruit is good. And the smell is so clean. The taste of everything is improved with a little lemon imho.
    I’m glad the help you needed wandered into your life and you found appreciative homes for all your lovely fruit!
    btw are you roben in cherry forums? if so you’re on my blog under clever quotes.

    • Robena says:

      You would have loved the tangelos (sp) Even I had one of those. It was delish.
      Yes, I’m Roben in Cherry Forums. What the heck did I say that you would quote? Ah ha ha ha. I’m always spouting off about something.

  8. Julie says:

    YES! You WERE the Fruit Fairy!

    • Robena says:

      I was, and I thought about you as I was climbing up inside that tree. Wish I’d had a photo of that. Or when one big grapfruit bounced on my head. That’ll knock a fairy out. Ouch.

  9. I don’t know, about right now a hammock sounds really nice. 😉

    Love that this happened, Robena! More than the universe providing, I think it’s your warm and generous personality and the good things happen to good people mantra.

    • Robena Grant says:

      Yes, Robin,I can see you in a hammock, with maybe the hubs bringing you a tall drink with an umbrella in it and a wedge of pineapple and a maraschino cherry on a toothpick, and…
      Okay, back to guest blogging at BettyVerse.