Fleeting is the flower that blooms, just as the scent of a rose….fleeting is the Love that grows within until you find somebody new. Some may say fleeting is the heart that burns fiery with Love, but just as Miss Midler says, “Lies the seed, that with the sun’s love in the spring becomes the rose.”
Bette Midler’s song The Rose is one of my favorites.
"Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed
Its the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance
Its the dream afraid of waking, that never takes a chance
Its the one that won’t be taking, that cannot seem to give
It’s the one afraid of dying, that never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed, that with the sun’s love in the spring becomes the rose.”
Life is fleeting, with each breath we can choose to be present or choose to close our eyes. We can choose to be truly ourselves, speaking our truth, acknowledging our hearts or we can choose the confines of fear. We can choose to stay in what we know as comfortable or we can choose to live outside our limits. We can walk the wire or stay on the sidewalk. Life is made for living, in the moment, true to our soul’s calling of guiding us towards the light. Life is not meant to be lived in the dark, behind the walls we’ve built, under the blankets & veils of disillusion.
I wear my heart on my sleeve. I am not ashamed of this. I am the embodiment of trust & when I open up & let someone in, if even a little, I usually, maybe a bit naively, trust that they will meet me on this level of trust, openness & acceptance. More times than not I have been proven wrong. This bruises me & my delicate heart, but yet it has also been what has offered me some of the most growth & strength.
If for even a moment, fleeting as it may be, I can be the soft touch of a rose’s petal against one’s skin, to plant a seed of love within them, I will take that chance every time. For I do not dare to be the thorn that pricks & draws blood but I guess you cannot have the delicate & beautifully lush fragrant rose without it’s stem of thorns.
And just like another one of my favorites, Poison’s Every Rose Has Its Thorn (chorus)
"Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn”
Who are we if not blooming our full authentic & true self? Who are we if not vulnerable to the elements, to the wild life around us? Who are we if not the light we are Divinely given? Who are we if not our fullest expression?
We are limited. We are hiding. We are playing small. We are holding back.
Well, I don’t know about you…but I am done holding back. I am done playing small. I am done feeling like I’m not enough…because I know that I am enough. I am more than enough. I am the perfect amount…perfect in every way, shape & form. I am happy & proud of who I am. I am amazing & I am ready for the rest of the world to see me in this light. I’m ready to be truly seen, on every level, for who I am, for what I offer to the world, for the light I bring to this great green earth.
If you can’t see this & you want to judge me, call me names, or whatever & this makes you feel better about yourself, please by all means go ahead. I know I am unique. I know I am deep. I know that I am multi-faceted & full of so much Love that I am willing to share openly. In this moment I am owning my worth. I know I am worth every once of what you’re willing to put in. I am worth every penny you’ve got. I am worth your time & I am worth your effort. I am investing 100% of myself…for more depth, for more connection, for more Love, for more light, for more joy, for more fulfillment. I am done with superficiality, I am done with surface value. If you want to be a part of my life, if you want my time, then you need to invest a little more into yourself & into me. I’m done with 50/50. I want it all or nothing. 100/100…whole to whole. I have a ton to offer the world! I’m talented, I’m beautiful, I’m giving & kind, I’m real, I’m funny, I’m thoughtful & I’m gentle. I’m also the opposite of all these things, but I work hard on being the best version of myself that I can be. This is me going all in. This is me speaking my truth. This is all of me for better or worse. If this scares you, then you’re scared of being real. If this turns you off, then we’re not vibing on the same level. If this triggers you, see this as a reflection of you needing to own your worth & stop judging me for owning mine. I can be a bitch, I can be a whore, I can be the Madonna & the Saint, I can be the perfect wife, the scared little girl & I can be the nurturer. I am the High Priestess, The Goddess, The Mother, The Sister & The Daughter. I am The Empress & The Queen & I deserve all that I want & all that I am working for.
My life hasn’t been cookie-cutter by any means, I have been paving my own path for a long time & dancing to the beat of my own drum. For this I am grateful. I have everything I need & everything I desire is already mine. I am happy & full of gratitude for this life I’ve been gifted & for the path my soul has chosen.
Will you join me in truth, in the depths, & in this plot of earth? Will you feed & nurture these seeds that I have planted so that in the spring we can be in full bloom? I am here, open & trusting that you’ll see me & my worth & that you’ll join me in the sun’s light to nurture, grow & bloom to fullness because we are all in this together. This world is a collective. We are connected you & I, whether we know one another or not; whether we talk every day or not. the Light within me acknowledges & sees the light within you. You are as perfect as this rose that I’m admiring & I see you.
Love & Light my Beautiful Roses! May we meet in Full Bloom!
Photo: (one of the prettiest & sweetest smelling roses from my lil’ Aussie…thanks Stu)