Apparently Frangipanis have worked their way in to the annals of mythology because, apart from their ability to withstand extreme temperatures without burning, they are also able to continue to produce leaves and flowers even after being lifted out of the soil. Now that’s quite a reference if you think about it.
I took this photo just up the road from our home and as I looked at it, I couldn’t help but see the beautiful way in which the colours in the petals simply and softly blended in to one another without any kind of fuss or effort.
My thoughts drifted off to the many transitions I’ve made throughout my life, and I suddenly found myself feeling deeply grateful for all those changes that came like the colours in those petals, softly and gently blending their way in to me, almost unconsciously at times. But then my thoughts also turned to those jolting and sharply contrasting transitions which are also so much part of my story and it took a while for the gratitude to build, but it came and in a strange way they where all brought together in a momentary celebration of life.
I felt good, not smug, just good. 🙂