Thanks for joining me in my groove yesterday. I still owe a couple of responses and will get to them shortly. First I need to share something today — as soon as I think of something to say. It’s one of those, “Hi everyone,” then sit back and hope for inspiration mornings.
How about a metaphor growing in my kitchen? One of the orchids is in the process of blooming. It started a couple of weeks ago with one bud. Over a few days it added five others. I’ve taken pictures as each new blossom slowly formed, opened degree by degree, and suddenly burst forth. I’ve never seen the actual blooming occur. Have you?
The opening of the blossom must happen rather quickly, when something within the plant senses its moment has come. I find myself comparing these events to human experiences — coming of age, developing relationships. So what will it be this time? This orchid, the gift of an old friend, has been blooming now and again for years. What am I to learn from it this time? Am I watching a family grow? A class of students? Young artists developing their skills? Or is it just a flower after all, exquisite, more than all its parts, a gift to my eye and an inspiration to be taken or not, as I choose?