Tonight I went on a walk, where I met lots of little flowers on trees.
It set me thinking about how disappointing it might be to be a bee drawn in to a flower.
The flower pulls the bee in, quite strongly. It gets excited and thinks the source of the smell must be a delightful permanant home just waiting for it, if it's going to have such a strong pull.
But after poking around the flower a bit, it discovers what the flower really is -- flimsy petals, no permanant source of food -- and it realizes the flower maybe not quite the permanant place of belonging and comfort that it thought. It buzzes off disappointed on its way.
So often I think that happen with things in our own lives -- people, places, hobbies and activities, jobs, careers, etc. Something about it draws us, we feel led to it. But in the end once we get there, it fades, and we are sent again searching on our way. That might lead to feelings of confusion and disappointment.
But like the bee, maybe we need to remember that sometimes the purpose of the draw we felt from the flower wasn't to give us a permanant home, but to give us something to take away with us.
In the bee's case pollen. In my case... allergies. :)
Okay.... and a few other things ;0)
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