I wrote the above phrase in my notebook and closed my eyes and tried to really see, in the stillness around me, the woman I have become and am becoming. In the last year my life has begun to coalesce, and, like a crazy quilt, all of the odd bits are being sewn together into a life few understand but that fits me perfectly. And I love my life, all the colors and textures, and I think it’s beautiful, and I am moving past any worry or concern that others find my life odd or confusing. I’m not there yet, but I’m on my way.
And as I mused on these little flowers, and thought of their myriad uses, from the roots to the leaves these medicinal, edible plants give us so much, and yet often go unnoticed and crushed underfoot, but even that doesn’t kill the humble dandelion, no, somehow it musters up the strength to stand up again, and then come the glory days. Who among us hasn’t, with glee, held a dandelion gone to seed aloft to blow all of the tiny head of seedlings hither and yon on the wind to land in a thousand directions and sprout who knows where? And that one dandelion will create millions of others on into infinity as the cycles of seasons move forward long past our time on this earth, and isn’t that the answer to everything I have been looking for?
Just beautiful. Thank you Maitri!
Oh, this is so inspiring! Thank you for sharing.
that was a great read I truely enjoyed it
Every object in this world was created by god for a purpose,the Dandelion even if its small could find a place in your heart, every single human being should try to enjoy the beauty around us, instead of searching for it.Every thing in this wolrd had their own beauty, I really admire for having such a beautiful heart in finding beautiness in evry single object.Pls continue writing, love to read your blogs…..
Such beautiful writing inspires me to become a better writer, I adore your first phrase especially.. :):):)
You know what I love about dandelions? In a sea full of concrete and asphalt, it would be a single lone dandelion that is coming up from the cracks adding color and beauty.
Great post!
Wonderful post- I too have always loved dandelions and compared myself to one- no matter how they (life) tries to hack away at them they come back stronger and in greater abundance and glory than ever. 🙂 Thanks for sharing.
my alias is Danne Dyllon. It’s from the flower itself, Dandelion! I love it!
Sometimes it is in silence and solitude where we can find the real meaning of life…
I remember my Mom when I was young she really loves to plant and take care these kinds of colorful flowers. Not all people hand a green hand very few have lucks that can let grown this types of green leafy ornaments.