As I breathe fear from the past
A new day dawns hope
The color fades from your glory. But still…we don’t see the story. We close our eyes to what we hear. This isn’t real, there is nothing to fear. We tell ourselves that words are just words, and continue to pretend … Continue reading
Love is powerful force. It can build us up or destroy us completely. Either way, it seems worth the risk according to this D.H. Lawrence poem.
Love is the flower of life,
and blossoms unexpectedly and without law,
and must be plucked where it is found,
and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.
~D. H. Lawrence~
Having lost at love before, I grew leery of it. What was the point? Why bother? And, does real love even exist? All those questions ran through my mind, as well as my heart. But one day, I realized, love needed to start with me. If I couldn’t love myself, how could anyone else? I began this quest to find me. I courted that voice inside to find out what I wanted and who I was. Eventually, I realized…I was a good person. With or without someone by my side, I would be ok. I could endure. And, most importantly, I realized, it was OK to love myself.
After that, I relaxed more. I sought adventure. I had fun. And one day, I went on a blind date with nearly no expectations other than fun. (I say nearly because I am a girl after all, and we always have SOME expectations like wanting fabulous hair, good meals and fun conversation.) On this date, I was to meet some friends and they were bringing a “nice guy.” I remember laughing and saying, “Well, if he IS nice, then he won’t like me. Only crazy people like me. But hey, I am good cuz I like me.”
Therefore, I showed up merely hoping for a pleasant night out. That was nearly a year and half ago, and we are still dating. (But the details of all that are another story.) I look back at that time and am still amazed. I took a risk and plucked the blossom of love when I found it. And I will cherish it for all that it is and may be in the future.
So, in honor of love and risks, I created this tanka for Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Challenge. The prompt words of wind and grace brought me back to the moment in my life. The moment I graced myself with love is when the winds changed. And those winds brought love.
Strangers become friends
Two hearts intertwine as one
In a whirlwind of pure fate
Whispers of love caress me
Rendering my soul complete
Prompt Words: Wind & Grace.
Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson~
Sometimes the world is plain ugly. Wait. Let me rephrase that. The world itself is beautiful. It is the behavior of some humans that is ugly.
We are bombarded by ugliness daily. Whether your reading the news, interacting at work, or driving along the highways, you have most likely seen some bad examples of humanity. Lies, greed, aggression and so much more can stress us out. Heck, the election alone has caused many of us anxiety.
In times of stress, we all have to find ways to relax and recenter our thoughts. Personally, I find that a variety of tactics help lower my stress levels. I enjoy everything from photography to kayaking. One of the simplest and most effective relaxation techniques though is looking at flowers. There is something elegant and magical about flowers. They appear so delicate and yet, tend to be fairly durable to the elements. I sometimes stand in awe of God’s creations, just studying their petals, their colors, their aroma.
The endless array of floral options remind me of the world’s beauty, restoring my hope in the goodness of the world. And when I don’t have fresh flowers around, I am just as content with editing photos of nature’s bouquets. In the photos above, I merged two photos into one montage. I liked the blend of photos and they seemed to have a dream-like quality to them.
So on tough days where I am stressed out, you may find me walking around staring at flowers or editing countless pictures of them. It will be in those moments that I am trying to forget all the ugly acts of humans and thank God for his wonderful creations. For when I see His flowers, I am reminded that the world is indeed magical, and my hope is restored.
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