01 May 2017
Clearly my wisteria isn't very good with boundaries, but she sure has a lovely way of being untamed. I guess once the curtain closes on her springtime act, I'll at least pull her out of the areas that she really shouldn't be, but for now I'm enjoying the show.
I've found that nature has a way of showing me what I need to work on in my own life. The metaphors are there on a daily basis, and it sometimes takes a while for me to get the message. In terms of this lovely plant, the lessons it has been teaching me are endless, but at the moment it's heavy on the boundaries and taming the part of me that ignores the ones that I consistently attempt to put up for myself.
Perhaps I need to work harder at not looking at my boundaries as something that I need to make out of an impenetrable material, but more so a material that is flexible in its' firmness. Something that can bend on occasion. Something that can allow things in while blocking others.
Much like the wisteria which can be an absolutely gorgeous and perfectly tamed creature if you give it the proper attention in the proper areas. On the contrary, if you don't, she will eat your house.
Much like life.
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