We all have rocks in our lives.
Whether we want them there or not.
Everyone of us has rocks somewhere.
If you hear someone claiming they have cleared all the problems rocks out of their lives forever...get suspicious.
(That could just mean they threw them in their neighbors yard.)
That is because there will always be some boulders in life that are permanent and are too big to remove.
Those may come in the form of health issues, our childhoods or our pasts, loss of loved ones, or other such painful experiences.
And sometimes smaller rocks just "show up".
So what do we do with all of them?
Perhaps with all the rocks, trials and adversity that are a given in the gardens of our lives, we can plant faith and hope flowers.
We can find and enhance the beauty, the blessings, in spite of our rocky experiences.
When I was in Seattle I found these sweet little flowers growing amidst the rough, hard surfaces surrounding them.
It didn't seem to matter to these fragile plants that they did not have the perfect "environment" that you see in the Cottage Garden magazine.
They were going to bloom and grow in spite of the limited choices they had.
And in so doing, their surrounding was beautified by their presence.
When our life is looking like it is hard to bear, may we get on our knees and dig deep within, creating beauty where we believed there was no place left for any.
"How fair is a garden amid the trials and passions of existence." ~Benjamin Disraeli
After the holidays, I found a plant on a clearance shelf striving to find some much needed light to survive.
Here is her story.
How could I help?
The only real green thumb I have is when it accidentally gets spray painted while I am working on a project.
But as I wrote, I loved the symbolism it held for me so I carefully read and followed the directions hoping with care, my plant would get a second life.
It has!
I moved her to a different location with more light to encourage growth, and grow she did.
I do not know if she will flower again and if so, what I will get.
Especially after reading this in the directions:
Amaryllis bulbs that have been forced, may be forced again the following year or transplanted into the garden. The flowers however, may be smaller with fewer blooms.
We are technically in the same year (I think).
And I am not sure what "forced" means in this sense.
I anxiously await to see whether she will bloom or not.
Truthfully, of course I hope she blooms!
But if she doesn't that is o.k. with me too, because she is alive.
And that is what my goal was when I saw her forcing her head out of the packaging.
Again, I think of my own life.
In some ways I too had a "forced" life.
And I have also been transplanted a few times.
I believe that some of my blooms may be smaller because of this.
And yet I continue to bloom.
It may not be accurate to say, since I am the one judging myself,
But my blossoms seem to be increasing in size.
At least that is what it feels like inside.
I believe in the end, it is how we feel inside.
Are we alive and growing?
Are we trying to bring forth our best blossoms?
Are we reaching for the Light and then using it for our best good?
We are all sent here to reach for our highest potential.
If we are not reaching it, per chance it is time for us to find an environment which encourages that?
HAPPY GROWING!!
Please share your growing tips with us.
Thank you.
BEFORE AFTER
''She saw every ending as a new beginning. Celebrate her resiliency."~Kobi Yamada
