Sit and Smell the Roses

Every moment is a test and perfection lingers around every corner as we run to fix, carve and chisel. My dad used to say, 'just do your best.' Maybe that means that in this moment your best isn't that great at all. That's okay. Acceptance is key. Tomorrow it will be different. We are not Picasso; we never will be. We too, can be great, but we have to accept ourselves as we are. We have to accept our very own uniqueness. Beautifully what needs to change will change but we can not force 'the changing'.

Just as the rosebush blooms. We cannot force the blooming. It just happens at its own will. If we spend time tilling the soil and nurturing the seed then beautifully the process will unfold in it's own time. Just as we are patient in the garden we must be patient with ourselves.

At this point, when we have nurtured the earth and taken care of the sapling we must give up and allow the process to happen. And it is in that moment, the moment of letting go, that the rosebush blooms. Like this, we too bloom. It can't be forced. There is no quick fix.

Accept yourself and plant the seed. The process may be challenging but the seed has to rupture. At that moment of 'rupture' there is pain. Don't think that life is free of suffering or pain. And don't walk away in disbelief that the bloom doesn't come. There is both. Both at the same time.

Walk in the middle. Live the paradox. Don't miss the roses.