Nature offers us an infinite variety of plants that fascinate and delight us. We know that it would be ludicrous for us, mere humans to pass judgment on them. We don't harass them to reveal a new bud or leaf when we think they should. Neither do we compare them with other plants in the same garden that we feel are doing so much better under our care and careful concern.
We allow them to do what is natural for them, to grow and flower at their own pace.It seems logical then, when we think about it, that the people we love should be offered the same consideration, especially since we cannot be fully aware of the struggles with which they are dealing. Even with the best of intentions, our impatience for them to "grow up" and "be sensible," implies that it's a simple matter to us.
The assumption being, that they can and should change at our behest, for why would we ask it, if it could not indeed be done. I have saved some of my healthiest plantings, because I learned a long time ago that if I want them to thrive I simply have to allow them to live according to their own inherent nature. Countless times I've given up on some, after having waited patiently for them to respond to my careful nurturing, only to discover, that one day when they, not I, were quite ready, they unfolded before my eyes. They were simply awaiting their time. Sometimes our best service to those we love is to simply stand by, be silent, be patient, be hopeful, be understanding, and wait, for their time.
About Me
- Edward Thomas
- More than just a Man, but also, a human being as well; Me, I'm just as often found @ the center of the struggle, but never as someones absent minded follower. True enough, I love my Mother, and though I'm eager to be perfect, I actually prefer to be nice, than have my own way! When asked, my closest friends would say that I am often in the company of the wind: The Wind(a dear friend of mine since birth) and I are often near and around you, and though, we're not always seen or felt near you, it's always better understood within you. Odd I know, but true nonetheless. True, not unlike the truth contained withing the thought of me flying would appear, but then again, when the wind wills, well, often I've awoken in strange places and had to patiently await his return, so as to get back home again. Luckily, he never lingers long, for it's hard enough explaining my discernment (of)to people. Imagine the after shock of a early morning phone call from Cleveland???
