Today I feel inspired to write a symbolic piece about love, dreams, goals and my aspirations of keeping things in my life private. Yesterday on Facebook I was inspired to write about killing my beautiful flower that has grown from an encounter with this beautiful person in my life. I wrote on my status: My soil was fertile then you came and planted a seed. Out of that seed came a beautiful flower, now you want to go back to the beginning to lay a foundation because you weren't ready for a harvest. But it is too late something has grown. How can I kill this beautiful flower of mine? I wanted to write a piece that explained my intentions on writing that kind of status.
I have a beautiful garden that holds my dreams, goals, thoughts and hopes of love. This garden was closed for many years because I lost hope of anything growing there. Now it is has many beautiful flowers that have grown from many hours of labor. I have taken the time out to build a fence around this garden and I even have a guard dog that lays at the door because I don't want all that is sacred and lovely to be harmed. Some of these flowers I only give to certain people, I make sure these people are appreciative that I gave them something so precious to have. I also work with a master gardener who has been doing this for years that guides me and has executive control over anything that he sees fit to be removed or planted in this garden. Unfortunately, he was given limited access years ago. But I realized a few years ago that he is vital to the growth of my garden. Therefore, I will never do that to him again, he is all knowing and he has the final word.
Now I have came to the point where I have to uproot one of my finest flowers because I let someone plant a seed in the love section of my garden. This person I have known for a very long time but I didn't really know him. We had conversations years ago that were great but I didn't know him as well as I should. He was one of those men that I just had a "thing" for I was just taken by his looks. Then as I talked to him before letting him into my garden I became smitten with his conversations. I never thought that I would find such an intellectual and spiritual person like him. So I told my guard dog to move and I opened the door to my garden. I didn't think he realized nor did I what would become of this interaction. My fertile soil was ready for his seed to be planted. I worked long hours uprooting those weeds of doubt, rocks of distractions and flower roots of old. Therefore, I thought I was ready for such a worthy candidate to plant his seed in my fertile soil. I didn't consult the master gardener about this planter but I will next time. Anyway I learned that this planter didn't want to plant a seed he just wanted to make sure the area was clear for him to one day plant something. But he didn't realize that his actions and conversations were planting a seed. Now I didn't know within a months time that this beautiful, strong flower would grow. I told the planter about this and that's when I got the news that this wasn't his intentions he just wanted to make sure he laid a good foundation for future planting. So my question is how do I kill this beautiful flower of mine? This person has stopped coming by my garden so conversations are few and far between. So I scared off another planter because my soil was so fertile. I have learned from this to ask someone their intentions and if they don't know then I will tell them to leave my garden area. It is important to have a planter that has a plan of action and that can voice that plan before entrance is allowed. Even then I still have to have faith and trust in that person that they are being honest and true to me and themselves. I have not given up on this section of my garden called love. However, I will admit I was sadden by the outcome but my master gardener has been working on my joy flower and it is strong as an oak tree. So I thank the planter for his time and will be officially killing this beautiful flower of mine.
I hope that this blog was understandable in it's delivery and approach. Life is full of lessons and I am just grateful that out of this situation I did not become bitter. God has brought me a long way and I still have room to grow.
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