Evidence of growth

Is that little mess just evidence of your growth?

So I redid my office recently and made it all beautiful and I’m a bit in love with it cos I’m so good with making spaces functional but not pretty but I won’t bore you with all the details (*aaaand breathe*).

My pretty little plant

What I wanted to tell you about is this pretty little plant:

I wanted a wee little plant on my beautiful white desk

(with the beautiful white monitor and the beautiful white speaker and the beautiful white marble little tray for pens and things…

See?

Told you.

A bit excited).

So I bought one and re-potted it into a little white pot and gave it a bit of a drink.

(Here you go, wee plant. You’ve earned a drink. Think I’ll have one too.)

Shelly's Ninja taking photographic evidence of how epic Rarotonga is
- February 2019

The morning after

And the next morning, my beautiful white desk had a ring of dirt around said beautiful wee plant.

So I wiped it away.

And the next morning, my beautiful white desk had another ring of dirt around said beautiful wee plant. So I wiped it away.

On the third morning, I realised what was happening.

My wee plant was growing.

Growing

Each night, while no one was watching, it was getting imperceptibly bigger and stronger.

And as it grew and stretched, it was shaking loose tiny bits of the potting mix I had got in amongst its foliage as I re-potted it.

That little ring of dirt was evidence of growth.

And it just made me think.

Growth is a process

Often, we look around our lives and see a bit of a mess, and we blame ourselves for it.

I shouldn't have said that thing. I shouldn't have done that thing. Look what I've done now, I've made a mess of everything.

Maybe you're just growing

Before you rush to punish yourself and file away a note not to do that thing again, maybe just ask yourself:

Is this 'mess' just evidence of my growth?

That argument. That tension. That disapproval. That thing you walked away from.

Maybe that’s just you growing.

(Love you.)