"The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruit other than sorrow and joy."
~ Rumi ~
When I walk up the Tesuke Canyon Trail I observe that things grow all kinds of ways: straight, crooked, sideways, half-dead. There's no right way in Nature, there's just growth. So why do we think it has to look some particular way for us? We seem to want linear, predictable evolution, but growth is generally so much messier than that. It has to adapt and adjust constantly to windstorms, diseases, crowding, seasonal sunlight, floods, droughts, and whatever else life serves up.
It may not always be pretty, but growth happens, and keeps happening. It is the elemental drive and pathway of all living things.
I accept the uneven and unpredictable nature of personal growth.