The tiny seed knew that in order to grow it needed to be dropped in dirt, covered in darkness, and struggle to reach the light.
Flourish is a lovely word, I can´t even think of a bad context for it to be used. It rhymes with the sunny spring and summer weather, with movement, with development.
Flourishing is sweet and beautiful because it always invokes a happy growth. We need to flourish more. We are taught to hide our inner selves, our deepest selves, buried inside the thick standard social cover. If we don´t make a deliberate effort we can just lie hidden all our lives.
We should flourish in our flexibility to create a space to flourish and let our souls catch the light and warmth of the sun. I believe we all have treasures hidden inside of us, we are all human, half good, half bad, and we should explore and develop our good side.
If we don´t put our treasures in the open we will be like a shipwreck, that sank helplessly in the bottom of the sea, wasting all our wealthy potential.
We should flourish in the compromise to ourselves to be the best human beings we can possibly be, and share ourselves with those around us.
Our ground can be a fertile one if we plant the right seeds. Remember that the biggest tree you know was once just a little seed.