Let's talk about growth; the peach tree in my childhood backyard; a viridian green canvas with blooms of yellows, oranges and reds.
Like this tree, I was once plain. My branches covered in the leaves of my life experiences I began to wonder when I will ever produce a fruit; a memory or an experience that I will never forget, my colors swirling on the velvet smooth surface.
Vibrant is what I am ready for now, but that doesn't mean I don't like my green leaves that laint my body. Each is a story, a chapter in my life that shows who I am and what I am about.
Each day that passes I gain another leaf full of images and scents and sounds that create the fundamental base for memories. And I treasure each one for they are a part of me.
I have the two best caregivers that nurture and water me, encouraging me to grow even taller, stronger, to produce more beautiful juicy fruit.
My Daddums who tucks me in a night and makes sure I get my rest and am full of nutritional experiences that help me learn what it means to feel safe.
My Master who shows me the elegance that is complete submission and the absolute love that comes with such a role. He shows me who I can be as a person and helps me push through that uncomfortable process that is the soul of growth.
I am like the little peach tree in the back yard of my childhood home, under the great oak it still sits to this day. I see it now and again and remember the day I planted it. It was small, and weak and new; now it is strong and big and so beautiful.
My growth is like that little tree; against all odds it survived but not only survived; nay it thrived. I see it sometimes in my minds eye; it is me and I am it. As I start to produce thoes beautiful fist sized fruit, warmed by the suns rays; sweet and filling. I am so greatful for my caretakers.
Without them...I would still the sad little twig of a tree with bearly enough life to produce a single peach.
Thank you to my Master, Max Heathen and to my Daddums MedicineMan.
You have helped me bloom and grow and I will never ever stop repaying that care.
Forever in a submission of the heart, body, mind and soul- I will grow. I will reach for the stars as they shine above my head just out of reach.
-Pandaish
