When I was younger, the idea of putting down roots made sense. It seemed logical and simple.
Now after many years of moving from one job to the next, from one house to room to house and to room. I’m not sure how to put down roots.
There are roots in me that want to be planted. Due to previous circumstances my roots have been up in the air and out of the ground. This has been the case for a long while.
Roots are meant to be planted, grounded. It is hard to tell if the issue is mine or something outside that prevents me from planting and grounding my roots. It’s hard to know the source of the issue when not much has been grounded for a while.
If there is a Higher Power, I ask that She put on Her gardening attire and plant me where I’m needed.
Dear Great Gardener,
Please allow me to put down roots. Only you know the best place for me to grow and thrive. My roots are thirsty and tired. They are ready to be grounded and soak up all the rich soil that they are meant to be in. Plant me where I’m needed. Plant me where I can thrive among a garden of sprouting colors and lovely skies.
Sincerely yours,
One little sapling among many