So many things are important, and yet sometimes they are contradictory. You are to be true, not false, and yet you have the feeling level of all to care about, yours and others. You are not to take life so seriously, yet you are not to be cavalier about it either. You are to let go of the past. You are eager to, and, all the while, the past prods you. You know it is better not to judge, and yet it is difficult to leave others to their own devices. Furthermore, you find yourself wanting. You want to be perfect, and you miss a stitch. You may or may not know what is right, and when you are confident you do know, you may find yourself unable to follow what you know. In wanting to lead a good life – or any life at all – you are bounced from pillar to post.

It is like you are in a maze, and it is not easy to find your way out. In life, you are betwixt and between. And you are the one who has to make the decisions, and, all the while, you do not know where your decisions will lead. Sometimes you simply slide down a waterfall and you land you know not where. You don’t even know where you are.

You want your integrity intact, and how do you when there are so many bridges to cross, and you don’t always know that you are crossing a bridge or the name of the bridge? Bridge has the idea of closing a gap, and yet there can be a long bridge between your and another’s understanding. Mostly, everyone wants to do what is right, and yet there are so many different versions of what is right. Anyway, how can so many different approaches and ideas and visions be reconciled? How do you make your way in a world you cannot fathom and whose ways are not always clear? The path taken or the path untaken, you are doing the best you can.

Do not try to improve yourself so much. In terms of the world, you are not perfect, nor can you be, not in everyone’s eyes and too often not in your own.

It is all right to be you. Let it be all right to be you, and yet you are a flower growing and blooming, the same you and not the same at all. A flower doesn’t try to hasten its development. A flower allows its development. A flower feels its growth and doesn’t even egg it on. A flower knows it is flowering. A flower lets itself be. And you have to let yourself be. A flower, without knowing words, believes in nature and believes in Me. A flower simply basks in the sun.

When a flower is stepped on, it quickly comes back. It perks up. It was never daunted. It never just lay there disgruntled. Bright and bouncy like a puppy a flower is.

Be you such a flower. Whatever life holds for you, get up. Get your heart back up.

In terms of the world, the world is not perfect. And, in terms of the world, you are not perfect. No one you know or don’t know is perfect. Really, you are not looking for perfection in the world or in yourself. You do not have to strain to improve yourself.

Let yourself be, and let your love flow of itself. Do not hamper it with so many questions and decisions. Just go with it and say, “Thank You.”

You are My flower, and I am your Gardener.