Seeds

Started by Three Roses, October 11, 2016, 10:30:27 PM

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Three Roses

Saw something today that I really liked -

"For a seed to achieve its greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn't understand growth, it would look like complete destruction." ~ Cynthia Occelli


Blossoming

That's beautiful Three Roses.
It sounds like what a lot of us are going through in our lives.

sanmagic7

it not only looks like complete destruction, but feels like it at times as well.  coming undone is something i can definitely relate to.  like the butterfly, actually.  in that cocoon, the caterpillar is wrapped up until something in the universe lets it know it's time for a change.  the struggle to get out of that cocoon is different, yet similar, for every butterfly.   yet, every one of us must go through that struggle, like that of the seedling leaving its outer coat, to become what we're truly meant to be.   

movementforthebetter

I'm not one for printing out words of inspiration, but that is so very validating, I just might. Thank you.

meursault

Reminds me of the poem "On Pain" by Kahlil Gibran:

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.