Flower for power

In a world of turbulence. In a world where society desides how you should look, dress and present yourself.

In a world filled with people in powerfull posisitions making poor desicions on behalf on all living creatures. War, pollution, jealusy, greed, ego, stress and poor politics… In a world where many stand alone in everyday stuggles. Where people are being silenced when standing up for human rights.

Where countries choose to undermine their people. Where people in power decide over girls education, self determination and liberation. Where women are told to be pretty, sucsessful, a good wife, a good mother and a professional. Pressure to be productive, happy, calm and sucsessfull. Contribute to society.

Be a flower. Any flower.

A rose or  sunflower . Be a weed if you like. A wild plant growing where it is not wanted and in competition with cultivated plants. Grow and bloom in what ever way you can.                              Be colorful, fragile, friendly and useful. Spred joy to those that need your compassion, colors and growth. Spred love, wisdom and keep growing stronger.

Together the flowers can take the beating of the storm. And stretch for the sun when the storm has passed.

If you like me live in a place where flowers only bloom a couple of months a year. Be a snowfalke; 

My feelings aren’t fragile  

my heart isn’t bleeding.

I am a badass beliver in human rights.

My toughness is my tenderness.   

My strenght is in the service of others.  

There is nothing more fierce than formidable, unconditional love.    

There is nothing more couragious than compassion.      

But if my belief in equity, empathy, goodness and love indeed makes me or people like me snowflakes…   

Then you should know…   

  WINTER IS COMING. 

(Don’t know who to credit for this small game of thrones inspired poem, but I love it. Had to get it in there )