A Life of Flowers

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I love to stroll along the seaside shops in the little town we’re settling in. The shop owners are always quick to share a smile and a warm welcome. The other day, as I was walking down the main strip of town, I noticed the florist shop. Flowers! I couldn’t pass by without having a peek inside.

The minute I walked in the door, I was taken back to memories of childhood, with the distinct smell of damp leaves, chilled blooms, and the promise of Spring. It felt like a long awaited embrace, inviting me home.

I got to chatting with the shop owner, sharing our stories of what brought us to this area of the world. I told her that I would love to work with flowers all day. Her husband appeared behind the counter and mentioned that they are selling the shop. Would I be interested in buying it?

“Oh, yes” was all I could come up with, although I knew I didn’t have the means to purchase a business. With a little laugh, I explained that it would be a dream come true, but the timing was just not right…yet. We talked for a while longer and I went about my day.

I couldn’t stop dreaming of a life of flowers. Sending little seeds of love around the town to cheer up weary hearts. Oh, how beautiful it all sounds!

Shortly after my flower shop visit, I accepted a job at the high school. Far from a peaceful life amongst blossoms, but there’s always a reason for how things unfold.

It’s so exciting to dream of possibilities. Even if they don’t come to fruition, they’re still tucked in there to shine a ray of hope when things feel heavy. One day I will be thriving amongst the blossoms, at my little bed & breakfast sanctuary, sharing a cup of lavender rose tea with my treasured guests. This vision is planted in my soul. Every day, I water it and nurture it with love and trust. The very important foundation is being created in this moment. The sprouts will appear when they are ready, giving way for the dream to blossom as it is meant to.

I haven’t always lived with the belief that everything is possible. I’m ready to nurture that belief now: There’s nothing to lose and so much to open up to.

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Pamela April 30, 2014 at 11:15 am

I sometimes dream of working in a flower shop, too. I would love to make fairy gardens.
I like hearing about your dreams and support you in following them.
Happy Spring, sweet Alia!
I send you a shower of flower petals*~*~*~*~*and the fragrance of apple blossoms*~*~*~*~*

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