Like a Lotus Blossom, muck and mud in life can bring beauty and joy…
This morning I took my coffee outside to sit on a bench by the pond. Like a montage set on a loop, my whole life began to roll thru me. This is what happens when you set time aside to be still.
The Soul knows what needs to rise up and be seen! A private moment where I could allow every blue and pink and red memory to spin inside of my chest like some watercolor masterpiece. A quiet moment where I could allow myself to feel it all.
Then, I noticed an almost imperceptible movement. A Lotus blossom just beginning to open in the morning sun. I sat and watched as she slowly opened petal after petal and offered her nectar to the bees who gently landed on her before she was even finished. The Lotus behind her, still beautiful, but already spent. She will drop her petals soon.
With memory and surrender still rolling inside of my chest…it all began to connect and blend. The energy of this moment…the offering in this moment…this time of life.
I am aware that I was the only person on the planet who was watching this display. A private show. I am also aware that the Lotus blooms in the muck and the mud. She is not like the other flowers that need just the right kind of soil and amount of sunlight.
If I were to drain that pond, it would smell like a sewer.
Nothing is wasted in Creations economy.
Sometimes the most beautiful things rise up out of the rot! So, make peace with your past.
Consider even the most difficult seasons of your life a type of joy…for without them, you would not be who you are today…a Lotus blossom rising out of the mud!