On the end of one brittle looking branch are two tiny green shoots. Before I could change my mind, and before Nala could lick her chops, I moved the plant to Abundance of Peace. I dug up the soil, fertilized and watered the plant. It sits next to a thriving plant, its tiny shoot looking a bit greener each day. It isn't beautiful. It isn't even remotely attractive. But I can relate to this plant. I'll bet you can, too. We all strive to grow. We grow through spurts in which we're lush and green, nimble and strong. And then a usually well meaning cat comes along and we find our branches barren. Then we become more tenacious and decide to grow in spite of feline obstacles, until our growth becomes too much temptation for her teeth to resist. And we keep trying to grow, and we keep getting nipped, until there seems no choice but to go dormant....except for those two little whispers of hope growing out one branch.
Here is where those who keep growing differ from those who give up. To keep growing, we need to get the heck away from the cat! Sometimes we can do so independently, but usually it takes the help of someone willing to lift us to safety, stir our soil, fertilize and water us. My hope is strong for this particular plant. It is warm, safe, fed and in no danger of coming in contact with Nala. It is in a peaceful place, surrounded by healthy, strong, lush green plants. It sits amidst laughter and yoga and gets touched by loving reiki hands. It gets gently spoken to with words that focus not on the withered brown trunks, but on those two little green shoots. It has its own sign, a symbol of the possibilities in each of us when we are willing to grow in spite of obstacles and accept the gift of hope.