I’m always impressed with the tenacity of weeds in the city. No matter how much concrete, if there is even a tiny crack in the ground or along a wall, somehow nature finds a way through.
I desire to be more like those weeds-pushing back against the hardscape, reaching for the light, blooming wherever I am.
Today’s mantra is a powerful reminder: I am like a beautiful weed growing up through the cracks.
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