Reposted from: sophialove
A field of yellow catches my eye and I turn to enjoy the
view. This little patch of dirt,
squished between cement sidewalk and highway, is awash with color on this rainy
spring morning. I am surprised. I drive by here every day and have never
noticed. A closer look offers an answer,
these are weeds.
Relentless and persistent, dandelions thrive anywhere. Regardless of product used, money spent or
effort given, the battle seems won by the weed.
A dear friend of mine loves them and looks forward to their
emergence. It does seem to be merely a
preference instead of a fact that dandelions are an eyesore. You’d be hard pressed to tell the difference
from a distance between a field of daffodils and a field of dandelions. One you plant, the other you pull.
We have in our midst many “weeds” that are about to be
pulled. They must be. Like the plant, once they gain strength in an
area they choke out all other life. All
resources support them. Nothing else can
thrive. It is the way weeds work, in human
and plant form. They know nothing else
but to infiltrate and dominate.
“Weeds” are not less
than the rest of us. They are not
supportive however and it is time to get rid of them. We can no longer thrive with them in our
midst. The movie bearing that name
illustrates what has been happening.
This is what we are doing as a race. We are removing those that would take over
and destroy the rest. It is necessary in
order to continue. Hating the dandelion
or getting angry at it is not productive.
A clean removal of the entire plant must be accomplished. We have discovered the root and we are
digging it out. We want a field of
different flowers now. We want to plant
them ourselves rather than being overrun.
We are wildflowers, every one. We are looking now for fertile ground. Whether we find it or not depends on how we
get rid of the weeds. The normal stuff
isn’t working. It is time for a new
plan.
