The little weed stood proud witness to the circuit travelers: the horses who clopped, the dogs who snuffled, the rabbits who furtively cased out their options before moving, and the humans who chatted their way along the path. Small enough to escape notice by most, the weed documented the goings on and added the information to her fuel to grow, GrOw, GROW big enough to join the parade. She wanted to go where “they” go. But this weed will have to stay put, for as the sun beats down hard on the path and the days get dryer, her growth internalizes and becomes less noticeable – but no less potent. If one is rooted to a small plot, how do we further our journey? How best do we grow? This weed is forced by nature to discover that the answer is in quiet moments spent reflecting on what we have observed.
Learn that lesson, little weed, and you will have plenty of company. We are all joined by communality though our footprints are different sizes and our gaits move us forward whether we have four legs or two. We get a new chance every day to sprout shoots of progress as we witness the cycle that repeats. And so the long way round is back to where we have begun, deeply rooted from within, where the essence is found. Perhaps one day we will even flower.
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.