flowers...

DAY 21!

"i set fire to the rain..."

it is about burning it all away...even the most difficult things...and starting from under the ground...burying my seed of a new beginning...taking in the nutrients...feeling the heat of the sun...the soft rain...it is about green reaching up...dead wood burned away...gone...now a new creation rises...through the ashes...

each day i own...each day i command...each day i am free of patterns...each day i explore another inch of life...reaching...finding...climbing over walls...vining upwards...blooming endless blooms of jasmine...bringing the bees to drunken happiness...the hummingbirds saturated with my nectar...i was settling in to believing i was just a weed...but i burned all of those thoughts out of my head this morning...none of us tender-hearted, loving beings are weeds...that is the BS weeds tell us...

you greedy, self serving, closed-hearted, stuck in stupid gear, ego maniacs out there?...guess what?....yeah...you know i know...you are the weeds...and there is no room for weeds in my garden or anyones garden...whether you are a well known weed like rush limbaugh or a wannabeknown...you are still just a weed...you made yourself one...and then wanted the rest of us to say and pretend you were roses and lilacs and even the purest white lotus...but nope...you are a weed and i am jasmine and the poor woman waiting for the bus is a tiger lily and the young man cleaning the toilet at the office is a bird of paradise and the old woman buying the marked down groceries is lavender...you are a flowerless weed and they are the beautiful flowers that are in my days...i am so blessed to be so inspired by them...and inspired by my own flowering self...stay a weed or join us...

so day 21 is about finishing my weeding...planting more good seeds...loving...letting the hours sift sunlight through me...growing...

i am embracing all of you beautiful flower children and whispering to you in our language...the language of flowers...i whisper: i love you...you are beautiful...dont listen to the weeds...hold your head up...we flowers will get through these times...we will outlast the weeds...we create the garden...we are the flowers of paradise...