Seed of the Soul

CrackFirst, in the earth as a seed, there is darkness and soil, it is safe and solid.   To be a seed is to already have the desire within to grow and bloom and I knew this was coming.  To grow roots would be to venture further into the earth and harness more support through softening our shell; this too is still familiar ground.  Now to stem out of the earth is a feat for sure.  To experience the air and sun in ways we hadn’t yet, more exposed than before, yet not fully open. Still protected, still safe.

Maybe I’ll grow more roots and be satisfied with that.  Maybe I will grow a longer stem and that will be enough.  Maybe I will spend more time getting to know the ways of the wind and sun, water and life around me, watching and observing, maybe that’s all I’ll need.

“And then the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”  ~Anais Nin

This moment, with equal passion and dread I’ve anticipated.  Now, there is no turning back.  I think I like that.  And so, with much nourishment from all the elements and love around me, I let go.  There is so much light that comes pouring in, and out even from the smallest crack.  The moment when a bud makes its first cracks of opening, is a whole new world; finally to expose the soft tender petals that is at the heart of the flower; the seed of the soul.

Our soft colourful petals are opening and exposing ever more.  Evolving to be even more delicate than we once were, yet even more beautiful than ever. Therein lies our strength.  We are unique flowers as we are forever blossoming, forever unfolding.  I feel like once we do so and realize how exhilarating it is to open up to the fullness of who we are, we will be grateful that it is our nature and joy; to live and grow and share our colour with the world, for the sake of being alive.