I have a need. I need something soft, something fluffy, something to sink into. My pillow? My dreams? A breeze that whispers renewal? I want to drift into the softness.
As I contemplate the blissful drift, something brings me back. It is something that is hard, beating, and glowing inside me. Need = Strength. When I desire softness above all else and start to melt into it, my inner strength is revealed, and I grow strong because I see that others have the need for softness as well. And I cannot just partake in restorative softness and comfort and healing until I take the hand of the ones I love and lead them with me towards relief.
This weed for me is soft, and simple and undemanding, just what I needed. So now I am renewed and stronger. When I sink into bed tonight, I will have the reserve to soften the day of my loved one, perhaps in just a tiny way. But every little bit of cushioning helps, yes?
Thank you dear weed, for your softness.
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.