Today I discovered a new stem poking through an old one on my orchid plant. I’ve had it about 3 or 4 years, it blooms these lovely purple flowers for months on end, then suddenly they die and the plant lies dormant for a season until new stems and eventually new blooms come again.
There is a lesson in there for me today. For tomorrow I take a trek I am dreading. It seems the problem we thought was fixed with my summer surgery has indeed not been fixed. So I shall travel to new frontiers tomorrow and see if we can solve this decade old issue once and for all. To say my heart is heavy and thoughts are deep would be a huge understatement.
And then I saw the orchid stem, poking its tiny green head tentatively through the old woody stem, as if to say “Hey! I’s still alive in here. Just give me love and time and I will bloom lovely once more.”
Lovely orchid, you are worth the time and patience to coax back to your former radiance. I suppose I can give myself no less.