Can You Bloom Where You Are Planted?

Do all flowers bloom where they are planted? Some wither and die. Some can barely find enough energy to create one blossom. Some bloom profusely. Some keep on generating new blossoms endlessly. Some struggle just to stay alive. Some propagate many other flowers. Some are picked and shared with those who need some love. Some are simply mowed over by the unconsciousness world.

Where are you planted? Are you blooming with health, energy, contribution and creativity? Have the conditions of your environment become less healthy or nourishing? Who provides for your food and water? Who loves and appreciates you? Who reminds and encourages you? What gives you strength to carry on? Who knows what is best for you? Who have you empowered with saving your life or taking care of you? Whose lead do you follow?

If an orchid listens to a water lily for the right conditions to thrive, who is making a mistake? If a wife asks a husband to give her what she needs, how can he know more than what he chooses? If a spiritual being follows a worldly being into making money to survive, who is right? If we listen to a dying flower to learn how to live, might we not be confused and angry? If we follow the path where most folks go and see them not very happy or healthy, we might think twice. If we find ourselves hungry and thirsty for real food, fresh air and pure water, we need to find the Source.

Transplant yourself when needed into a natural setting which values your presence and offers favorable conditions. Give yourself the respect and love to assess your current conditions, favorable or not. Blame no one for the choices ( or the choice not to choose) that got you where you are or kept you stuck. Be willing to move on in ease and grace for the Good of All.

If you would grow to be your best self Be patient, not demanding Accepting, not condemning Nurturing, not withholding Self-marveling, not belittling Gently guiding, not pushing & punishing. For you are more sensitive than you know. Mankind is tough as war Yet delicate as flowers. We can endure agonies But we open fully only to warmth & light. And our need to grow is fragile as a fragrance Dispersed by storms of will To return only when those storms are still.

So accept, respect, Attend your sensitivity. A flower Cannot be opened With a hammer.

Loving you, Betty Lue

No, we are not moving. Yes, we are open and willing to create a sacred space where all may gather at the river for sanctuary and solitude. We are willing to build a community of those who wish to live their potential abundantly and contribute joyfully. Freedom and trust are the keys to following the calling of your heart and your spiritual vision.

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