To bring beauty into my life I sometimes have to work hard, tend, nurture, push myself, sweat, even struggle to get to that peak, exercising free will to manifest my intentions. The act of gardening is a metaphor that comes to mind when I think about this sentiment, along with the timeworn phrase about reaping what you sow.
My gardening boots are well-worn and show evidence of how hard I can push myself.
Sometimes beauty in life is meant to evolve on its own without tending, much like the flora that grow naturally, all by themselves in the fields and woods around my home.
I call that destiny.
I need to realize what is out of my control. Part of that involves listening; listening to my heart, my inner voice; even listening to the Universe when it may want to take me in another direction than what I originally thought. I must have complete and utter trust in a loving Universe that has my best interests at heart.
I am learning there is a delicate balance between destiny and free will; knowing when to act, and knowing when to let go...and that is the ultimate dance.
