I spoke of change to the ears of the Divine.

I was not ready for the result of my request.

Layers of walls I build for “protection” crumb down with ease.

I panic, “this is not what I asked for,” I said to myself.

This was precisely what I asked for; however, the results are what was not expected.

And like a rose, I began to change, removing myself from the seed into the next stage until it’s time for me to bloom fully.

Unlike the rose, it’s hard to grasp what changes are happening until it happens; the thrones are a reminder of what happens when I go against what is meant to flow.

But.

It’s different this time; I know the stages. I understand the changes.

So now, I take it one day at a time and enjoy the flow of each phase.

Because that’s life,

And just like a rose, I’m learning the meaning of growth.