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When I listen to my heart, I get wonderful life assignments. It's a little quirky, but I truly believe when I slow down and really listen to me, then my very own self shows me where I'll find happiness, if I'll only listen. I was listening this past Saturday and I did indeed find happiness, so much happiness, I'm still smiling about it. The flower pots outside my friend's store were overgrown. In addition to running a store, my friend has some major health issues going on in her family, so I thought maybe she'd appreciate a new fresh look in front of her store.
"Do you think she'll mind if I replant the flower pots?" I asked my husband.
"You think too much," my husband assured me, and he offered to drive me to the nursery to buy some plants.
I love going to the nursery. Roaming through the plants, it's relaxing and quiets my soul. There's no grand plan in mind about which plants I'm going to buy, other than whether the plants need full or part sun, or shade. Whatever plant catches my eye, I aimlessly put in my shopping cart hardly noticing the colors, no concerns about how the plants will look together in a pot.
So I was surprised when I felt extremely anxious picking out plants for my friend's pots. 'Will she like the kind of flowers I like? What if the pots don't turn out this time?' And then to really put the pressure on, my next thought was, 'I need to make these pots look extra special--a big wow! Because it's for somebody else.'
My plan was to finish the pots before my friend's store opened at noon. I envisioned her walking up to open the store, looking at the beautiful flowers, and wondering who the Flower Fairy might be. It would be my little secret. So I was on the job at 10 AM. Two hours; plenty of time. How long could it take to pull the old plants out, loosen the soil, fertilize, pot new plants, and then water? After all, I work in my flower gardens every week, been doing it for years.
The first huge, round pot I tackled was filled with clumps of tightly woven together roots from past plantings. It was a tug of war, which eventually I won, but at noon when my friend arrived, the Flower Fairy had only finished two pots. Three hours later, which included another trip to the nursery, I finished the job. I was tired, but my heart hadn't led me astray. It was a delightful afternoon's work and it must have shown, because as a family walked by me, the dad turned around, smiled and said, "You just look too happy."
And he was right.
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