How I Accidentally Discovered Magnolias and Mind Reading
Dancing Elephants book project positivity — group one
I am convinced that most people do not grow up…We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as magnolias. — Maya Angelou
On my way home, I noticed a blooming magnolia tree lifting its pink petals to the blue sky.
I was supposed to make a right turn onto my street, but instead, I pulled over and admired the blossoms that extended their wide smiles to all the passersby. I snapped a few pictures, too, but I mainly stood there silently.
A short stop that felt like an immersion into the language of flowers. A detour to detoxify my soul. An intentional drift from the hustle and bustle that ensnare and engulf our souls as fiercely as an anaconda snake.
