Firmly Planted and Growing

Our love is alive, adaptive in its element, constant in its existence. We, as the sea, have surged back and forth, swelling and falling, at times violent, at times uneven, always cerulean pure, with forceful momentum to rise above rocky coasts. We have had our share of pitfalls, each sucked into a crevice. We have been pressured to stay frozen by paralyzing winters of fear, by the decency of what we convinced ourselves to be. Yet, we have always survived, almost miraculously, to melt those icicles away, spring forth the lost blossoms, each time stronger than before, having evolved instinctively to withstand ruthless natural selection. We have learned to stay grounded, tend to our roots, eavesdrop on every whisper of dew; now we stand firmly planted and growing, flowing boundless in our reach, showering light in each void of pause, each cave of doubt, each rift of twinge. No longer afraid of being perceived as unconscionable, repulsive, even pathetic. No longer afraid the brutal truths will break us. Ironically, we have learned that exposing our vulnerability is courage. Once naked, defenseless in our bare intimacy, we empower our love ever more. Bravery is neither the absence nor suppression of tears or flaws but the joint celebration of our beautiful fragility, which makes us human. We have mutually decided rather to live, to share our life blooming in nature, unprotected from wilderness, unfolding our sentient minds, even in the terror of hailstorms and meteors, than to deny our profundity with a lie, soothed only by logic, by reason, by what can be touched. No wonder then, is my family at odds with this decision. My family, creatures of habit, who not only see what is near but fear what is out of their hands’ reach, who are soothed by the repetition of nature yet fail to see the beauty and necessity of change, of evolving, or maybe choosing to be blind, stunting their own growth for they fear what they do not know. Like the truncated stump of a tree, they exult in their flatness, their convinced usefulness for others, their island of security, their safety from changing times. Unbeknownst to them, they are no longer living, and only merely existing. What a shame, our world is that much more sparse without the majestic tree only they hold the potential to be, our world now missing a touch of radiance.

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