Where The Flowers Bloom

This is Digby Pancake. When you look at life, what do you see?

Do you see the hard things? The things that make you sad? The difficult parts of your day? Stuff that just plain stinks. Oh. It’s so easy to do that.

When we went on a walk yesterday, I wondered how the beautiful flowers I found bloomed where they were. How did they know to bloom? Who were they blooming for?

You see, the flowers weren’t at a park. Or a tourist attraction. Or a garden.

The flowers were on a lonely road. A dirt road. A road where no one usually was. And yet, they were ok with that. They bloomed for themselves. They lived for themselves.

Because that’s what a flower should do.

But do you think of yourself as a flower? You see, even if no one else recognizes your value, you are a flower. You are beautiful. You know your heart. Only YOU know what you are capable of truly inside.

Don’t worry about all of the people talking about themselves and how great they are.

The flowers are most beautiful in the places where no one even knows they are there.

So be like the flowers. Bloom for you. Be the beautiful individual you are.

Digby Pancake

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