I came to a sudden stop. No warning. No buildup. It was as if I hit a brick wall while running full speed ahead. I did not have time to prepare, or the presence of mind to warn myself to slow down, or to avert my gaze or steel my will. SMACK! My forward motion, my progress was cut off and just stopped. Dead still.
The change took my breath away. You’d think that was a natural thing to happen, but this was different. The abrupt stop was an exhilarating shock to my system, and a complete change. It was an electric bolt that erased completely what I’d been immersed in just a split second before. In fact I couldn’t even remember, or imagine what I might have been doing, or thinking about, or what that might have felt like.
I am new.
And now, I would discover…I am new…a new what? What am I? Who am I? Am I alive? A growing thing? A stump? The blur of action too fast for me to see or plan for, the force that mowed me over and stopped my progression changed me and gave me a new beginning.
So this is the place I would start from now. I will look around, breathe slowly and take stock of things. I will figure out who and what I am, and then I will decide what my next step might be.
I think I have discovered something. If I can think and imagine and question, then I am still here. I am alive. I will grow. What lies ahead of me is now a mystery that I get to solve.
I shall decide that this is a blessing. I am free now. And so onward I go.
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.