Letting Go

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My tiny little seed that I had planted in a small jar on my windowsill was struggling to poke its way through the dirt. I could not see fully under the soil to know exactly what was going on, so I just let it be, let it take its course, watching and waiting each day for it to emerge.

This morning when I visited my windowsill it had finally poked through. I could see though that the roots had grown over the tips of the leaves on top of the plant holding it back. The roots were curled around the spot where the seed had once had been. The pull of the plant was now so strong that the seedling was pulling the base of the roots right out of the dirt.

I had no choice. I had to pull it free from the roots so it could grow. The roots were holding on strong in a tangled mess, it wasn’t easy letting go. Once free, the seedling popped right up, peering its head out over the edge of the jar. I bet tomorrow if not by the end of the day, it will be standing tall.

The roots didn’t mean it any harm. Hadn’t they just been cradling a tiny seed only days ago? Where did that tall stem and leaves shoot out from? All of a sudden, it’s racing off to find the sun…

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