Become rooted by planting your own seeds of intention. Reach as you know there is light to come. Grow until you begin to blossom. Remove the weeds to enhance the environment around the process of your growth. And when you become so full and sprouted – give your beauty to those in need. To inspire. To share joy. To love. To spread existence.

R O O T E D D E F I N E D – To be rooted is to have been planted. Rooted is the definition of existence. We’re all rooted, but we can often forget what it means or lose feeling of this security. To be rooted is to have a home within. Regardless of where I am, I can rely on the comfort that lives at my core. A sense of contentment, approval and self love. I am rooted in purpose, being whole and standing strong in faith that makes me grow.

” Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.

For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfill themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree.

I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.” –Herman Hesse

G R O W T H D E F I N E D – Growth becomes personalized. Unique to all and never limited. My favorite aspect of growth is whether or not society or expectations place pressure upon the subject, there is not one way to measure growth and it be the same for all. It’s like love, you can see what could define the subject matter, but it’s much more than that. It’s a feeling, a state of being, a place that once discovered you can only wait to dig deeper. It’s fulfillment, something unseen, an emotion, a physical shift, God like. The only way we grow is when change. With our own pace and our own lessons, we will begin shifting. Budding and becoming tall until we bloom. And when we bloom, we are in alignment with higher perspective.

I N T E N T I O N D E F I N E D – Intention will always hold a special place in my heart. It’s effort. It’s thought. It’s hope. It’s result. It’s purpose.

“Excellence is never an accident. It is always the result of high intention, sincere effort, and intelligent execution; it represents the wise choice of many alternatives – choice, not chance, determines your destiny.” -Aristotle

My intentions are rooted. Understanding that as gardeners we must tend to all things that blossom to keep the hope of tomorrow’s alive. I know that I’ve been uprooted and placed in places of unfamiliarity. I know this because I’ve felt it down to my core. I would have conversations and prayer about the shifting. With responses from wisdom and courage, I rested knowing that I will always hold the seeds that I need in order to bloom and begin again – And when that time comes of needing to roll up my sleeves, dig deep, and come back home to all that I am – I will be more capable than I was before. I will become worthy of my placement. I will multiply. I will leave gardens behind my name. I will harvest pieces of myself to give to others and wish that they too, use a clipping to make something of their own.

When I give myself to others with good intention, I will not be losing any part of who I am – instead I will grow even taller, my creation will be defined even stronger.

-Sadianne Joyce