And I believe that's the way it is supposed to be for us as well,. A forsythia bush does not blast its brightness in a well-ordered yard and refuse to bloom beside a swamp. Wherever it is, there it is, in all its yellow splendor.
Let's take a lesson from all of the things that flower in the spring and be willing to blossom ourselves, as readily in a fine dining establishment as amongst our kin; in alley-ways and on mountaintops- wherever we are, wherever we find ourselves. Let's not insist on perfect conditions and all the planets aligned. Let's not wait for this or that and put off our happiness and our shining brightness. Let's bloom where we are planted, right here, and right now.
I stop postponing my happiness and satisfaction and make a decision to be happy and satisfied right where I am.
