What I have learned from “doing bonsai.”
Patience.
My biggest struggle when I first started bonsai was patience. I could not stop f—ing with them. I killed so many junipers because I could not bring myself to just let them grow and recover.
Calm down.
I would get so anxious and angry when a tree would start to decline (do to my lack of patience) to the point where I would lose sleep and I couldn’t think about anything else. So much unnecessary anxiety.
Non attachment.
Trees die. That’s okay. Breathe.
Perseverance.
I’ve definitely picked up a level of stick-to-it-ness that I don’t know that I personally would have found elsewhere. I learned to keep trying, and to I utilize what I’d learned from all of my dead trees. Don’t let a tree die in vain!
Acceptance of my own mortality.
In any art-form that I’ve attempted, I’ve always been so focused on finishing the project that I rush through it then hate the results. Then I would get discouraged and give up. But you don’t really ever “finish” a bonsai. If everything works out, my trees will outlive me. This is equally terrifying (for me) and in a way, a relief. For me, this thought takes away the “I have to accomplish this task” aspect. Sure, there are tasks to be completed along the way, but I’m never going to “finish” this project. And that’s okay.