Something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terror, great loneliness, great inhibitions, great instabilities, and it always balances them.
~ Anais Nin
Pat's Pollinators
Friends show up in the most unlikely of places or maybe in the most likely of places when I am not expecting relationships to blossom and become.. As I grow older and I break from old patterns and ways of being I am grateful for friends who embrace expansion and discomfort.. Friends, who unknowingly in just being themselves make my world more comfortable and content and fill me with the possibility of growth.. Friends who garden and meditate and think and actively work for change not by talking in comfortable circles but instead stepping into arenas to listen and truly grow like the plants they tend in their own gardens.. they actively pollinate.. by doing.
