Embracing Wild Beauty
A heartfelt dance

Monday: “dancing with my wildflowered heart”
Alice: But I’m not a flower! Snap-dragon: Aha! Just as I suspected! She’s nothing but a common mobile vulgaris! Flowers: Oh no! Alice: A common what? Snap-dragon: To put it bluntly: a weed! Alice: I’m not a weed! Tulip: Well, you wouldn’t expect her to admit it. Lilac: Can you imagine! Marguerite: Well, goodness! Lily: Don’t let her stay here and go to seed! — (Source) Alice in Wonderland 1951 Movie
This prompt reminded me of this scene from my all-time favourite movie Alice in Wonderland. Alice wanders through the garden of flowers and proceeds to converse with the flowers. It turns out to be difficult to relate to them as she quickly finds her differences become a point of contention with the flowers.
“I’m not a weed!” She exclaims.
To dance with my wildflowered heart, I find I’m continually challenged to embrace the parts of myself that are more unconventional. The parts of myself that I once tried to leave behind. The more quirky, unusual traits I fear will be rejected and judged by others, as Alice was.
But it is within these parts of ourselves that brilliance lies.
My heart is making space and room for those lost parts of me now. Part of the dance is the building of momentum to embrace myself more and more each day. Unhiding, Unfolding, Embracing. Tuning in.
To become as self-honouring and authentic as possible.
It doesn’t matter if all the other flowers don’t understand me or see me for who I am. It doesn’t matter if people can’t appreciate my wildness, because I’m beginning to.
I am dedicated to blossoming.
For a few years, I worked in the Australian bush as a bush regenerator. The main purpose of our job was to rehabilitate native bushland and regenerate it, so native plants had a chance to re-establish themselves in the environment.
There were many things I loved about this job and many things I didn’t quite agree with. Though there was an interesting thing that happened when I worked there. Because we were so used to getting rid of weeds, especially invasive ones, my mind began to think of them as only ‘bad.’
Everywhere I looked my mind registered weeds as something that needed to go. But of course weeds have many benefits for the environment too.
It is important to understand that this flush of weed growth is, in effect, a healing response to land disturbance after either natural disaster or human activity leaves the soil vulnerable to erosion or degradation. Pioneer plants — what we call weeds — are those species that can rapidly cover bare soil and begin performing vital ecological functions. — (Source)
I changed how I thought of weeds, simply because my perspective shifted in many ways. Weeds are bold pioneers and often go unappreciated for this.
Many weeds are also edible and medicinal.
As humans, we’re good at acknowledging problems without being smart about long-term solutions. We often act to provide quick band-aid solutions without wanting to think deeper, ask more questions or delve into the possibilities. And we become trained and taught to stop exploring and asking questions and brainstorming ideas.
We also often fail to see the bad in the good and the good in the bad.
Yesterday I read a beautiful piece by Diana C. Life is At its Best When Everything Has Fallen Out of Place.
Fighting to make things right again after times of chaos is one of the aspects that make life worth living. Struggles followed by growth, followed by new struggles, and more growth. What a wild rollercoaster!
These lines helped to remind me just how much we take our problems for granted, and how they are actually something we rely on the most for growth.
Similar to weeds, our struggles and difficulties serve a vital purpose. It can become so easy to forget to have gratitude for these things.
The same goes for all our imperfections, quirky uniqueness and wildness.
It is often these things that make life worth living.
Dancing with my wildflowered heart is sometimes a slow dance. At other times It’s fast and chaotic, electrical, wild, harsh. I’m beginning to embrace the wild beauty of myself and life.
Whether I am a weed a wildflower or a common garden variety of flower it doesn’t matter, they are all important. They are all imperfect and they all serve vital purposes.
I’m so happy to be surrendering and enjoying the dance of life.
Thank you Diana C. for this brilliant prompt 🙏❤🌹!
