My mother always tells this story
of a weed growing in a garden.
This weed was very humble
and admired the beautiful flowers
in the garden. She was careful
to never drink up too much
water and not to soak up
too much sun. She didn't
stretch herself too far
and tried not to grow very big
so as not to disturb the growth
of the flowers. Then one day,
someone walked by and took
notice of the weed. They stopped
and praised her beauty. They
boasted about her dainty
petals and her aromatic scent.
Then they said "What a beautiful
and unique Flower!" The humble weed
wondered "could this be true? Could
I be a flower, beautiful and fragrant
like the rest?" Upon this realization
she began to soak up a little more
sun and drink in a little more
water. She stretched her leaves
and petals and soon began to grown.
She blossomed and bloomed to
eventually become one of the most
beautiful flowers any one had ever seen.
I took this picture of a "weed" in my garden. She was struggling to grow against the cement bricks off to the side of the house. The rest of the flowers had not survived the weather conditions, but this "weed" was strong and tall. It reminded me of this story. Here, against the odds, was a beautiful plant. It had vibrant colors and dainty petals. Who was I to uproot it? She had survived the weather and her position next to the cement. She had made the decision to soak up a little bit of sun while not bothering anything else. She had grown into something beautiful in spite of it all. So I let her stay and finish her journey and move on when it was her time. Everyone, male, female, and all others in the spectrum of humanity need to remember to grow into the beautiful flowers we deserve to be.
Until next time... Remain in Beauty and in Love Always
~Wyzdom
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