What do we win? Twenty-eight agents and editors will be looking at the queries with the possibility of landing an agent or even a contract. Did you notice 28 and 28? Feels very portent-y to me!
This week I'm writing about a deep truth. We are all born to bloom. A dear friend facing who suffers from a cancer syndrome hugged me and whispered, "I want to bloom but I feel like I'm falling apart."
I hugged her back because I know what it is like to be broken on a genetic level. Some things don't need words. What we can do is focus on the splendor of now. Blooming does not come from us but creator of all things.
I grew up with a plant-loving mom, and she surrounded my life with flowers. So this week, I'm going to share about unusual blooms that I have seen in my life. I love flowers and I pay attention. I hope you will take lessons from these blooms and realize that you are stronger than you know.
A half-of a daffodil bloomed in my mother's yard once. It was the most beautiful thing. A genetic anomaly but more beautiful because of it was unique.
One time there was a sad rhody in my yard that was covered with some kind of leaf disease. I had to hack away more than half of the plant. The next year the rhody bloomed with almost a hundred gorgeous blood-red blooms that took my breath away. It had never bloomed before.
Once my mom stopped the car beside the road and made me get out and look at this field of spiky plants with these gorgeous white blooms on tall spears. She told me to soak it in because these were century plants and this might not happen again in my lifetime.
I planted a cemetery rose in my backyard from a cutting that was about two inches long. This year rose is the size of a small car and it has had hundreds of blooms.
So this week, I was blessed by this: my daylilies bloomed during the 8 inches of rain that fell on my house this week in 24 hours. The splash of color on such a dreary day uplifted my heart. Bloom during the flood!
Maybe one of these blooms speaks to you. Just like you were born to share, to be merciful, to smile, and to love, you were born to bloom. Seize every day.
I will be back next week with a new series about the Monomyth. I hope you will join me.
Here is a doodle:
Here is a quote for your pocket:
Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom. Rumi
2 comments:
Beautiful post. I want pictures Molly!!! Your mother sounds lovely, a storehouse of knowledge. Gosh, maybe both our mothers are chatting it up in heaven now. What struck me deeply is how that rhodie bloomed after you hacked away the dead parts. I'm pondering what needs to go in my life right now. I'm always amazed at how saying no allows you to say yes to the things that are meant for you. Happy anniversary to you and Tim! And good luck with the query contest.
Hi Vijaya!!! I'm terrible about taking pictures, but my Instagram has some blooms I like: scroll through and see the rose, daylilies, amaryllis, and Texas wildflowers, and more. https://www.instagram.com/mollyblaisdell/
I hear you about cutting away the dead parts. It really allows for new blooms. Hugs, Vijaya.
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