Walking by evergreen trees this time of year is always a pleasure for me. Each branch has new growth that shows itself off by being neon green. I wish humans could show growth like evergreen trees.
Not our physical growth of course, because that would make pubescent boys going through growth spurts even more self conscience…and over eaters luminescent.
I’m talking about our emotional and spiritual growth. How affirming would it be to have neon colors coming out of our hearts, heads, or physical scars? It would be so encouraging to be able to see that time has not only helped you heal, but put perfumed fertilizer in your soul and helped you spurt up spiritually. You could see people that need help, or that could help you, and learn how to spread love and joy around the whole world!
You may be thinking that after posting this I am going to weave daisies in my hair and go frolic in a valley of tall grass. Well you would be wrong…it’s raining and I get hay fever, not to mention I shaved my head a few days ago at a St. Baldrick’s children cancer research fundraiser, so unless those daisies have velcro on them, they’re not sticking in my hair! I’m just a cockeyed optimist (You are welcome for that song being stuck in your head).
It makes sense that humans don’t have bright physical tags that show off internal growth. Trees don’t have words to tell their stories, and they don’t have souls. We have both.
To tell the truth, if spiritual growth shone through physical scars, then the past few years my legs would’ve looked like they were strung up with tacky Christmas lights. The more I think about it, the more I see that scars, be they visible or invisible, are what show our growth.
Because in my opinion, scars are much like shattered glass on the shoulder of a freeway. The event that caused them was traumatic, to say the least, but when loving wisdom shines its light over them they glisten and reflect that light back on you. Makes you realize that every scar is gorgeous, and that you wouldn’t be you without them.