We are always running towards something

⁣As if we don’t already have what we need⁣⁣
Inside of our multidimensional being⁣⁣
Outside of the luscious garden within our soul. ⁣⁣
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We feel thirsty⁣⁣
As if we’ve never seen rain⁣⁣
As if the soil beneath our feet was dry⁣⁣
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Ignoring the strength of our roots⁣⁣
Ignoring the brilliance of our flowers⁣⁣
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Ignoring the beauty of our ability to withstand drought, outlive famine and flourish in emptiness.⁣⁣
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But what if we realized the liveliness of our garden was dependent not on the climate of our surroundings, but the firm, unwavering belief that we are wholeheartedly enough?
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We are not just a seed,⁣
not just a flower,⁣
not just a garden, ⁣
but an entire forest ⁣
of blossoming trees. ⁣