“I was a dandelion puff…Some saw the beauty in me and stooped quietly to admire my innocence. Others saw the potential of what I could do for them, so they uprooted me, seeking to shape me around their needs. They blew at my head, scattering my hair from the roots, changing me to suit them. Yet still others saw me as something that was unworthy and needed to be erased.”
― Nicole Bailey Williams
No creature is fully itself till it is, like the dandelion, opened in the bloom of pure relationship to the sun, the entire living cosmos.
– D.H. Lawrence
“You cannot forget if you would those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions” Henry Ward Beecher
The world is composed of givers and takers. The takers may eat better, but the givers sleep better. (Unknown)
Are you a taker or a giver?
Dedicated to my blog’s new book cover for the taking from a giver! I bid you adieu.