A Thought or Two

B L O O M

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They say flowers always find their own way of blooming. And that every single person is a flower. 

If this is true, then why haven't my flowers bloomed yet?

I have always been surrounded by better people. Smarter people, fitter people, happier people, funnier people. I realized, not so long ago, that one of the biggest reasons of any unhappiness I feel is based on a comparison I make between me and any other person. Why do we compare? Why do human beings live in comparisons? Why can't we form a solid idea of something without comparing it to another similar one we have in mind?

The human mind is a complicated building. It can not be defined nor explained. No matter how much advanced science can ever get, a creation as complex as this can never be completely analyzed, I truly believe. Because of its complexity, possibilities are born. The world is made out of possibilities. We are literally drowning in them. I am choosing between thousands of them just by writing this; one word can change how the paragraph turns out to be in the end.  You can change your mood and the mood of many people around you just by drawing a silly, frank smile on your face. You can also change their, and your, mood with a frown. It is all things that happens with the flow of life and its events. 

So, do you think all these comparisons, in which we live in, and all these possibilities that end up defining us, are things we can not control?

Something I really never realized is that my flowers did bloom, a very very long time ago, but I never saw them. Time helped them wilt and die, and I still haven't acknowledged their existence. I could have saved them while they were there, but I was too busy watching other people's gardens that I didn't realize how much mines bloomed for me.

I know how much our minds can confuse us, how much this building can lose our soul in its big corridors and vast spaces. But I also know that it is a flower itself. It is too precious, too beautiful, in its own indescribable way. 

Maybe instead of planting more and more seeds and waiting endlessly for some flowers, I should just look into my mind. Smile for all what's there and what isn't.