Buds: new beginnings Summer days draw my eyes skywards. Or branchwards. In doing so, I've began to pay attention to the buds on trees and discovered such fascinating beauty. Tree jewellery: flower buds. Some unopened buds are fluffy and fat, others are long and thin, some in clusters, some alone. Its incredible to think that one day, a flower will burst out, brilliant and vibrant. I love seeing those videos of a growing flower sped up; its such a miracle. I've been trying to guess what the little buds will flourish into but its hard! I wish i could identify every tree and plant so i know what they are and what the flowers will look like. I need a tree identification book. My increasing passion and interest in plants has enriched my life in so many ways, going for a walk is like a safari now! Oh look, wild garlic flowers, wood sorrel, cherry blossoms! An abundance of life to admire. The thing with flower buds is that you cant always predict when they will bloom or even what the blossom will be. The bud often bares no resemblance to the flower itself. Or it turns out totally different to what you had thought. Like life: we think that things will turn out one way and the reality is not what we expected. It's not better or worse, just different. That's me at the moment; i had thought that i was headed in a certain direction but ive been redirected. Its confusing as I wonder if its simply a diversion or a totally wrong turn. I have a feeling that the Universe likes to send me in circles and have a good laugh at my exasperation and confusion. There will be a reason for sure but its frustrating! No idea what i'm doing right now, lets pretend its all fine and lie in the sun... Some of the trees i walk past transform in just a few short days. One day they are all twigs and tight little buds, the next, tiny flowers and bright green leaves adorn its proud branches. I think the ones that have bloomed just a bit resemble birds heads, they're so cool! To me there is nothing a bud can symbolise other than new opportunities and beginnings. They are on the cusp of becoming the beautiful bloom they wait to be all year, but not quite there yet. Patience, faith and timing. Natures recipe for perfection imperfection. Inside every bud there is the exact ingredients needed for it to become itself. All it has to do is stay strong and hopeful and wait for the right time (i like to imagine the gentle old tree whispering to the nervous little buds one sunny morning that its time to be free). One day it will burst through the bud, growing more vibrant every day; content in the knowledge that it has fulfilled its birthright. Summer goals complete! I know i have lots of potential in me too, i've had incredible experiences to gain inspiration from, a lovely family, a home and a mind literally bursting with ideas (seriously i think i might have too many). I just need a time and opportunity to put all of my Jennaness to use. There will be a place for me on this earth, that little glimmer of faith pulls me through.
Look to the trees. Just because one is blooming doesn't mean that the rest of the forest has to as well. Its not their time yet. We humans are no different, we all have our own separate lives and timelines, comparing ourselves is totally fruitless and will inevitably make us feel inadequate. How could a magnolia tree look to a rhododendron, for example, and wonder why its flowers were not yet blooming? Or why their leaves were shaped differently? They are totally and completely different and nature needs them both just as vitally. Their natural properties are exactly as they should be. If you don't feel like you've found your place yet, that's really okay. I so get it, i'm right there with you- i always feel like everyone is flourishing and i'm still a tiny root, lost and shrouded in dark earth. But any day now it might be my time to bloom. We must believe that there is a plan for us all and trust that when the timing in right, everything will become clear. Keep your branches aloft and your heart hopeful, our flowers are coming. I promise.
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