I am not a good keeper of houseplants, often forgetting to water, over-watering or generally neglecting them.
And so, I was surprised that three of my plants that looked almost dead to me have suddenly decided to bloom.
And far from being Spring when I might expect a burst of life in response to seasonal warmth and sunlight, we are entering the dark and cold of the Winter. So what’s going on?
The message I took from this is that perhaps it’s time for me to bloom. In fact, perhaps it’s time for each of us to bloom, despite, not because of the circumstances we find ourselves in.
This reminds me of the Lotus Flower, that must grow through the mud and dirt of the water and manages to bloom untouched by the muck, with each petal remaining pure and clean.
The lesson is that we cannot always be waiting for the time and the conditions to be just right and instead of focusing on the doom and gloom in the world right now, maybe it’s time when each of us must bloom where we are planted, regardless of, or perhaps in response to, the darkness around us.
We start small. We live through sunny days
Which help us grow, rains which nourish
Our souls, and storms which nearly end us,
Yet we survive
But flowers have no fear. They grow
Without worry of envy from other flowers,
They don’t feel inferior to those taller, or
Superior to those not quite as tall
Wouldn’t it be sad if a flower didn’t bloom
At all, for fear that it’s colours wouldn’t be as
Bright, or that it’s petals may not be goo
Enough for the world?
Each one blooms in it’s own way, knowing
without knowing, that’s all there is to life.
Each one has worth.
It really doesn’t matter if you are an early or late bloomer
As long as you make sure to bloom to your full potential.
– Doe Zantamata –