I find it easier to understand who I am spending time with if I take a step back and view people somewhat as flowers, or a specific type of plant, or a particular type of tree. All three with Roots (root causes, heritage). Branches (effects, family). Leaves (side effects, sensitivities, talents, etc.) These living organisms bare Fruit and Berries (outcome, happiness, joy, etc.) based on where they Grow (environment), who (if so) is lovingly tending to them and what type of nourishment (books, feedback, surrounding reactions, input, etc.) they are receiving or taking part in enabling.
Some people and relationships are like wildflowers. They grow where and when they want to grow, and They bloom where, when, and how they want to bloom, always in whichever color they chose. There is no way of “taming” them, and to those who try, I’d say “don’t.” To those who I’ve likened to wildflowers, I say to myself, “let them grow at their own pace.”
Some people and relationships are like apple trees. Their red apples and offers are often made in a threatening manner (like SALE signs), but it seems unwise to pick an apple from a tree that’s growing in an environment where one suspects that nourishment and soil are “polluted” (misinformed, corrupted by money, selfishness, etc.). I’d rather eat an apple off a tree that has KRAV and Fair Trade written all over it. If the apple isn’t Fair Trade or KRAV, I’d rather have a banana that is. That made me laugh. To those who I’ve likened to apple trees: I say to myself, “chose wisely.” Not a day has passed where choices haven’t been made.
Some people and relationships are like resurrection plants. You can leave them alone for years, and from the outside looking in, it seems as if the relationship between the plant and the outside world has ended. However, given nourishment again, the plant, as its name suggests, resurrects. As good as new. These types of relationships are probably some of the most healthy and should be valued most highly if anyone ever comes across one. To those who I’ve likened to resurrection plants: I say to myself and them: “congratulations.”
Some people and relationships are like orchids. Magnificent, beautiful, and angelic. They like the sound of crickets and, like most flowers, light up even the dullest of environments just by merely being. To those who I’ve likened to orchids: I say to myself, “say things to them as if your voice is the carrier of the most fragile piece of glass.”
The funny thing is, I resurrected two orchids this year. It made me think to myself again that maybe everyone is, more or less, a combination of all four and how incredible the fact is that someone or something can grow in such a short period, given the right soil, water, and care. I have bloomed. Who knows or cares if I’m right or not. Life is wonderous. Which one of the four are you?