Flowering in the Haze

The weed flower felt alone, lost in the haze of the unknown. She did not know which way to look, or what to do, or even if she should act. Somehow uncertainty had come in and blurred the lines between what was known and what was unknown. She needed a compass, a rock to hold onto, to steady her and stop the buffeting forces that plagued her. Little moments she could manage, but it was the big picture of life that was getting out of her reach. Perhaps these were issues that were too big for a weed to figure out, but she was not interested in excuses. She wanted to be proud of who she was. She wanted to handle it well.

The sun broke through the clouds just then and warmed the vulnerable weed flower. She closed her eyes for a moment, and soaked up the reliable sun. When she was refreshed, she looked around and saw that she was not so alone. She was surrounded by other weeds, star shaped friends who shared her space, and her very roots. When the weed flower realized she had company, the haze dissipated and her little clearing became a freeing space in which she could float while she made the hard choices. And, recognizing that she was linked to the others around her, the little weed flower realized that her choices were not so hard at all.

We all have those moments when the details get fuzzy, but if we reach out, we will find someone who will steady us. Thank you weed, for showing me this.

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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