Blossoming Deceivers

 Yesterday I became aware that some of my lovely blooming meadow flowers were, in fact, weeds. I was telling my wildflowers good morning like all master gardeners do, when I saw several little sprouts that had been choked out by a certain yellow flower. Said yellow flower had been very successful in my lawn meadow. I thought it was due to my tending. I was wrong. I pulled one of the deceiving yellow non flowers out by the root. The little wildflower sprout, freed from the suffocating grasp of the yellow lie, grew a full inch. It even gasped an almost inaudible, “Thank youuu…”

Clearly this story is mostly untrue. Except the part about the realization that my yard was becoming overtaken by a form of giant dandelion. They were lovely, but they were in fact killing my actual wildflowers. I’m sure that they have some benefits but they were stealing the spotlight from so many others, and had been for too long. So I spent most of yesterday in a muddy and vicious battle ripping apart my lawn meadow and releasing the captives of the dandelion. 

I think my mind can be a little like my lawn meadow. Allowed to bloom freely and let whatever thought that is loudest take root. Before I realize it, my lovely quiet sprouting thoughts and ideas are suffocating, overtaken by some weedy lie that I continue to tell myself.  So I will be more aware of the easy lies I tell myself. The ones that cut off all the growth that needs to thrive.

And when I yank those deceitful thoughts out by the root, I will gasp, “Thank you.”