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January 10, 2019

some see weeds

growing up, my great grandmother kept a small track of land behind her apartments littered with dandelions.

 

she had a plan, I had a dream, others had a problem.

 

the problem – weeds. messy, ant filled, weeds that invaded the grass, and spread to contaminate any space that would host them.

 

the dream – crowns of woven stems, perfect enough for any princess attire, and if you could resist picking them, a field of ripe wishes ready to be made.

 

the plan – wine. when my great grandmother got around to picking them, or most importantly, when she harvested enough – she made wine.

 

thinking about that small plot of land got me thinking about how people see the world.

 

i remember it as large, always full of color – yellows, greens, and of course, the highly anticipated white. i spent hours singing and dancing on a stone stage, digging and baking mud pies in the sun, daydreaming and blowing my wishes into the future on the wings of fluffy, little white seeds.

 

i played on, what in reality was, a small patch of land covered in weeds and broken concrete slabs.

 

my great grandmother was a business woman. she saw opportunities and capitalized on them. buying the parcels of bank owned land during the depression, she was able, like a game of monopoly, to control her own side of the board. she owned the land, the apartment buildings and surrounding houses – on a few streets. she also owned a store. she was strategic. she created our world.

 

in reality she neglected this small patch of land. it didn’t bring rental income, or help sell a dress, and wasn’t fertile enough for a garden – so no need to invest in it’s upkeep without a return. as it stood, she made the most of the situation with the least investment possible.

 

our perspectives were obviously so different. however, neither of us saw a problem. we both saw opportunities.

 

i have come to realize, this meant our mindset was also the same – one of abundance.

 

we both made the most of the situation and saw play instead of problems. i was 4, and even at 84, i believe she also viewed the world through a beginners mind. possibilities were endless and there is always a solution. we played. we created our own realities.

 

we also created our own happiness.

i saw wishes – she saw wine!

WE ARE ALL CREATING OUR WORLDS THROUGH OUR THOUGHTS.

HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT YOURS?

 

WHEN CONFRONTED WITH DANDELIONS – WHAT DO YOU SEE?

 

LIFE IS FULL OF OPPORTUNITIES.

HOW CAN YOU PLAY TODAY?

 

 

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