“Peel back my defenses, layer by layer and you will not win. You will expose my inner strength which does not weaken or change sides when criticized. I will not become something else simply because I am scrutinized. My core is my essence, my inner strength. It allows my touch to spread, my roots to reach further, my stems and leaves and eventual blossoms to grow back. If you thought you’d vanquished me, you were wrong.”
“I am tenacious and true. I am a weed.” So said the weed as I stumbled after being tripped by its secret ninja moves.
Like a weed with the inner strength of nature and instinct and the programming to always retain life, we all can return to our core for the trueness of ourselves that will not crumble when questioned. We can come back to our values and traits and instincts that were present from very early on. Remember your strengths and they will prop you up in stormy times, in drought times, and in lonely times. We all have that strength, it just takes some acknowledgement. Thank you weed! You look like you’ve been done in, but the opposite is true. You have steeled yourself to launch another attack!
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.
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My Write-in answer to the poll was “Spreadin’ Seed (they’re horny devils)”
Awesome answer, Kwesti. I agree with you on that! Weeds are both horny and thorny!!!
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