A Thriving Survivor

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

                                                                       

                                                                                                         

You Are A Survivor!

In spite of the odds have you overcome a tragedy or trial?

If you were a plant, is this what you would look like?

I still am not a "professional" blogger who always has my camera handy- just in case.
Had the photo been taken inside the store (instead of my house), it would have shown shelves of pots with shriveled bulbs or dead plants, with this one mixed in.


I was drawn to it.
This plant was determined to live.
Refusing to accept that no one had chosen it,
that it was a reject so to speak, now in the clearance section.
Refusing to accept that it was more than half way through its' growth stage.
That according to the packaging it only had a few more weeks to live.
None of that seemed to matter.
It was a survivor.

I could not walk away from it.
That was me in a pot.
In my past plant-life-form.
I too had been a reject,
Someone too had tried to get rid of me.
And yes, I suppose I am more than halfway through my growth stage,
(hopefully with more than a few weeks to live.)
But none of that mattered.


I must have wanted to live bad enough to force my head into the world.
To say, "I am here and still very much alive."
I am a Red Lion.
Nourish me and I will bloom into a beautiful red flower.

All who are here have overcome an adversity in one way or another.
You are all survivors!
Did you realize how hard you had to work to be here?
(Try climbing into a box and closing the lid with just enough space for your hand to fit in and then try sticking your head through it.)
Well, maybe not...


Do you realize that you have blesssed someone's life by blooming?!!!
You too are very much alive!
Never forget that!

"Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you."  ~Edward Payson Rod