The dictionary defines flexibility as “the quality of bending easily without breaking” and “the willingness to change or compromise.”
Last week I noticed my brother’s coneflowers in their potted homes on the deck seemed to flexibly adapt during days (& days) of pouring rain and stormy weather.
During the wind and rain they bent their petals like a cone (maybe that’s why they’re called ‘coneflowers?’) Didn’t seem to be too bothered with all the thunder, either.
Sometimes it’s easy to get rigidly stuck in our ways, implacable and immovable; but when storms come (as they inevitably do) and knock us about, pieces of us may break – snap! – knocking us down & out.
If we take a lesson from these coneflowers, however, by opening the petals of our hearts to change and flexibility, our lives may continue blooming with grace and hope despite the deluge of stormy rain in our lives.
grace, peace & flowery flexibility
Virginia : )
p.s. Today the sun is back out with spring like temps (after weeks of HOT steamy weather) – it’s hard not to play hooky with “Nice Day Fever!”