On my morning stroll, through the once-woods-now-golf-course, I was thinking of some of the strong natured women I admire Kathryn Hepburn, my Grandmother Adele, Amelia Earhart, Coco Chanel, to name a few.
I think of them as icons of style, their own style. Each on remained true to her style throughout her life, often in spite of public opinion.
At the same moment I was having this thought, I noticed the lilies of the valley and the May apples pushing through the rough of the course. I noticed that they are being what they are despite the absence of the woods, despite mowers that will soon come through.
It is after all their nature to be May apples and lilies of the valley. In the same way it is our nature to be who we are. The push of nature isn’t without effort like the hyacinth that pushed themselves up from underneath the rocks in my garden.
In the same way that remaining afloat in joy takes constant effort…so does being our true nature, despite the threats of annihilation or being the ‘odd one’. Each of us being who we are naturally enhances the world and its beauty. In a way it is a primary responsibility of our lives.
(… too much? …too deep? What can I do, it’s my nature!).
Perhaps tomorrow I will wear that sequined scarf or put my hair in a top knot with my gypsy earrings…
Happy Spring my precious lilies,
Mary
Mary










