Tomorrow is a mystery. It is untouchable, unchangeable and unimportant, because today is really the gift that matters. Today is a gift — that’s why it’s called the present — and that’s why it’s so important to focus on today rather than the unknown of tomorrow. It is easy to get caught up in the monotony of the week, the hum-drum of your daily work schedule and in the sea of sand that blends together to form your life. Also, it is a dangerous habit to over-value the weekend, for in wishing your weekdays away, you are wishing away your present.
A fallen post-Clearwater carnation from my Aunt Sumati; its simplistic beauty brings me great happiness in this picture. www.lifewritingphotography.com
I want to see past the dunes of time; I want to see the vibrant flower of life that lies amid the grains and I don’t want to miss its beauty. Marcel Proust beautifully agrees with me: “Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom (thank you).” A carnation is a humble flower compared to many, but when savored and viewed properly, it can be one of the most beautiful gifts one can be given. Friendship of any kind is like a perfect, vibrant carnation on the backdrop of white sands — it blossoms loudly with color and life in a place where it is not to be expected. Like the present, a carnation in the dune is an absolute gift.
If you want your soul to blossom (and I do!), then surround yourself with those who make you happy. Be thankful for the carnations of colors that sprinkle your life with joy, laughter and happiness, for these are Proust’s gardeners who make our souls blossom.