“Bloom Where You’re Planted” is a popular saying which I first heard as a young adult. It was on posters in the 70’s, and I may even have had one at some point.
I spent the early part of my adulthood traveling, and had no set home. That didn’t stop me from trying to decorate, to feather whatever nest I found myself in. I always loved imagining how I would use a space, given the opportunity.
Those opportunities have shown up in many ways, culminating in where I am today. Today—that space of Now, where my imaginings and realities of the past are done, where plans and hopes for the not-yet-here try to sneak in.
Today, I am blooming. I am surrounded by things which remind me of people I love, and of people who love me. I am grateful for my kitchen—very spacious, by apartment standards. I’m grateful for my balcony, where I can grow living beauty, and for the view it gives me of the colored sky at sunsets. I’m grateful for my yellow recliner—that which supports my body while I occupy my mind. I’m grateful for the ways in which my living space feeds my soul. It is my safe space, my cozy nest, my ‘writing shack’, my art studio, my personal bakery, and my pet palace.
Sometimes I forget about Today, and step into Yesterday. Doing that takes me out of where I am, and has the power to send me into a spiral of loss, pain, regret, and sadness. That is a sure-fire way to wilt me mid-bloom.
Today, I’m grateful for today, I’m grateful for this moment, in this place, at this time, with what IS.
Watch me BLOOM!
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