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The Journey of Life… (wildflowers and jagged rocks)
Jagged Rocks and Fertile Soil…
Very little grows on jagged rock.
Be ground.
Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.
You have been stony for too many years.
Try something different. Surrender.
Rumi
I was moved by this extract from a Rumi poem that a client sent over to me this week. She’d read it and felt it reflected the work we’d been doing together in the past weeks.
I see quotes like these as a reflection of what is in the mind of the person sharing, or the person reading. They are something to spark an insight, or to shine a light on something we’re looking at.
And this one felt like a true reflection of what my client and I had been exploring.
She’d become (uncomfortably) aware of the ‘rocks’ she’d been carrying around her whole life. Rocks that we all carry, that look large, and heavy.
She’d begun, though, to question whether they were as real as she thought they were, and ask herself what would happen if she let them go. Let them dissolve and crumble away into something more fertile.
