oregon blueberries and californian citrus

Something that's been bugging me lately

Blueberries grow in the lush yards of Portland, just like you’ll see citrus in the boulevards of Southern California. It’s something that if you’re around long enough, you take for granted. It’s not as sweet as the first times you come across it. Time and time again, you will be reminded of how special it is. It’s okay to need reminding, but do you stop and admire once you’ve been called to pay attention?

My heart breaks with every friend who degrades their brilliance. Not knowing how to love themselves. Why can I observe your shine, but all you see is the perceived dullness of your luster. It’s hard to bare witness. Because your shine is so great.

Every day I pray, that time comes to a head. Where the pain of seeing past their glowing personhood, seeking damage, draws to an end. That the pain is too great, and you’ll see your tendency to shine. Just like Adyashanti says.