#bsocialinspo from a Rose

I love drawing parallels between big life lessons and nature. Nature has always been a tremendous source of inspiration for me and serves as a guidance throughout my journey, helping me understand, accept, open my eyes to a new perspective, and grow. Just like a flower. That is in the making.
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I’m on a big journey with B!Social. And thanks to B!Social. I’m changing, the way I operate is changing, and thus my business is changing. And this rose, a piece of art on top of a glass of rose lemonade, nicely chilled and smelling so sweet in this summer heat, inspired me to share this story today. 

Well, right now, I feel like a flower. A flower in the making. The flower doesn’t know where it’s heading. It doesn’t know that once it forms a bud, it will soon turn into full bloom. It probably doesn’t even know it exists, or that it’s growing? It’s just doing its thing.

And gifting us “spectators” an opportunity to witness the process unfold, enjoy the view, the colours, the scents, its beauty. And eventually, gift us a fruit, and seeds, that will lead to new flowers to enjoy.

I now feel like a flower. I don’t exactly know where I’m heading. I’m not even sure if I’m heading anywhere. I don’t know that one day I will be in full bloom. That I will blossom. And gift someone with my being - the person who planted me - the flower, or the person who will buy me or be surprised by me - the flower. I don’t know that by being, I’m already gifting my presence. 
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I actually have no idea why I’m doing it. A question that mattered to me in “my previous flower life” so much. I didn’t know, I wish I knew, I so wanted to know. This question, the why, blocked me, made me procrastinate, made me go into fear, self-doubt, lack of confidence. But right now, it somehow lost its power over me. It somehow doesn’t matter. I just know I’m doing my thing. I’m just being a flower.

I also feel like the “spectator”. The person who planted the seed that has now grown into a flower bud and is just about to turn into full bloom. I’m excited. I know it’s happening right in front of me. I’m enjoying the view, the process, the gift in front of me. I’m happy and grateful for the journey, for the patience, the care, the sweat, the bruises on my hand while digging, the work I’ve put in to grow this beauty. I’m enjoying every moment of it.

And… I sometimes still feel like… well, not sure how to call it. The thing I was before a flower. Before I realised that I don’t always need to head somewhere. And that I don’t always need to know what’s my goal, why I’m doing it. When I didn’t know that it’s ok not to know everything and have an answer for everything. When I didn’t know that I can just be. When I constantly sought perfection and worked super hard, and even harder, because I’m determined, yet could never reach it, so I made myself suffer. It makes me feel not good enough. It makes me shrink. Operate from scarcity, rather then fullness. It takes away my power. It distracts me. It takes me down. I get scared. I feel pain. I feel stuck.

If the rose puzzled its mind over the question how it grew, it would not have been the miracle that it is.” ~ J. B. Yeats

But right now, I’m feeling the flower. The flower in me. Me, the flower. Being. Just being. It feels good. It feels right. It feels. I feel like a flower. Doing it’s thing. Being.