Choosing to Bloom

This came through as a personal reflection. It feels best shared as it arrived.

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It is here where I sit and ponder within this room,
in this state of my beingness:
When will I begin to bloom?

In this unfurrowing of my heart,
I sit and wonder at this wondrous new start—
a time for me to replant and groom.

What it is my soul is to endeavor upon
to bring into bloom?
What is it I seek—my highest desire?

Is it to solely hold the one
that sets my world on fire,
or is it to simply say,
“I choose to do so,”
and so it is, and so it will be?

Why do I ponder this so,
and where is it leading me to be?

To become restless within one’s own soul,
wanting others to take the lead
so I do not have to choose—
but to simply be?

Or do I want to create
what makes the most magic for me?

Endless wondering one could make,
but where would that lead—
to the stagnation of never truly knowing
who it is I came here to be?

So I ask myself now:
What steps should I create?
Do I walk, run, skip,
or float up that staircase?

How do I choose my inner world
to begin and create?
Can it really be so simple
as knowing my name?

I think it can.

And so I choose
to seek a world filled with love
and odd synchronicity—
ones that make you roam near and far,
never truly discovering
if that was it
or if it was a curious twist.

It’s always here for you to see
when you open yourself
and allow it to be.

So I create from a place of love
and one continuous bloom,
to bring to my world this love
befitting a setter of a full moon.

You see, when we create,
we can become
and be into the magics of this love
for all eternal living things.

So choose to create lovingly,
boldly, wisely,
and you will see all else has come this far
from this one love
of this unique family of trees.

We are the creators of this room,
and so too, we will create
when our love is in full bloom.