A Letter To Late Bloomers
Nature can teach us much about life. Nature is life. It's mysterious, unyielding, and patient.
It's unfazed making you wait 10 years for an Amorphophallus Titanium to bloom. Or delaying the appearance of the Monkshood's brilliant blues until fall. It won't be rushed. Not for impatience, not for disappointment, not for anything.
Maybe it's your career that you feel is moving slowly. It could be your years-long station as a renter. Perhaps it's your relationships or reproductive wishes or the amount of time you've spent driving bad cars, your physical appearance, or your disposition. But it's something. Something that makes you feel like you're late in life. Timing that puts you out of step with your peers. Behind. Feeling like a late bloomer.
There's a reason for the pace at which your life is going, as About Home explains nature: "Most plants are not ready to bloom until they put down roots and had a season or more to mature. Plants don't flower out of vanity. Flowering is how they propagate their species and it takes a lot of energy."
Think about that.
Most plants are not ready to bloom until planted firmly into the soil. They need time to mature, cultivate, and develop. It may take a season. It may take two. They don't flower out of vanity or pride. They flower to produce--to be productive. And being productive takes energy.
In your life, things may not be going at the speed that you'd like, but it's happening. Slowly and with purpose. I know firsthand that the longer the season, the deeper the roots of patience, resilience, and peace are planted. It's not natural--not what's best--to rush your life, to do things counter-intuitive to natural forces.
Every sprout and every bloom is directed by nature's perfect timing, so there are no late blooms and you're not a late bloomer. There's only things taking time and requiring consistent sun, water, and your love to blossom.
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