I never thought about the idea of allowing myself to blossom. Never, that is, until recently. Not until a massage therapist spoke these beautiful words over me…
“And the day came,
when the risk to remain tight in a bud
was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
She spoke many beautiful and healing words over me that day, but none resonated so deeply as those particular words. When I came home, I looked them up on the internet and learned that it is a poem by Anais Nin, and a short poem at that. But, oh, what a powerful poem! What powerful words!
I have been letting them sink in for over a week now, and the more I ponder their presence in my life, at this particular time in my life, the more I embrace them. I can see that for far too long, I have remained tight in a bud. While it may have been a wise thing to do when the environment was harsh, that is no longer the case.
Now, everything around me and in me is inviting me to blossom. Now, I am feeling the pain of restraining who I was created to be. Now, I feel a yearning to simply let go of all that I fear and all that I am holding onto and let myself open up to the world.
I feel this yearning, and I have made small steps in that direction, yet I instinctively know that I am still limiting myself. I am still in the bud, and am wondering what it will take for me to let myself blossom. If I were a flowering plant, I couldn’t help but bloom.
Even where the conditions are harsh, such as in a desert, the cacti find a way to bloom, so I can’t blame it on my environment. In fact, I don’t want to blame it on anything or anyone. I simply want to let myself be big and bold and bright and beautiful!
It is a risk, because there are some in the world who may not like what they see. Yet, if we stay in the bud, no one will ever see what we were created to be. We will never realize our own potential, and we will rob those who have been waiting for us to brighten their world in a way that only we can do when we let our petals unfold to the sun.