I remember the first time I read the phrase, “bloom where you are planted.” It was taped to the refrigerator in a military family’s home in Germany. I knew from my babysitting experience that there were moms who counted down the days until they got back to the States and others who took full advantage of their time overseas.
Later, when I myself was a Navy wife, I realized it wasn’t just about blooming WHERE you were..it was WHEN.
If I only had a dollar for every time I heard someone (even me) say “when my husband gets back from deployment I’m going to…” or “when we leave San Diego.. move to Jacksonville.. when he finally retires.. THEN we’re going to..”
Deferral is a dangerous game because of the ‘presumptuous assumptions’ we make..about life and health and people and places. If the pandemic has taught us anything, it’s how fragile our entire construct here on earth really is.
So how to respond to this fragility and latent instability?
right where you are.
Don’t wait for a different season, a new location or better soil.. sink your roots into every facet of your imperfect life drawing in what you can and what you need to grow and flower- not just for your own edification – but to make the garden you share with others a more beautiful, welcoming, nurturing space.
What have you been deferring?
What are you waiting for?
How long have you been on hold?