I find it odd how sometimes the things that you think are maybe the most irrelevant, come to mean so much.
When I was driving to work today, the traffic into town was unusually busy for the time of day and I found myself sat at a set of green lights unable to move due to the volume of traffic ahead. I happened to glance in my wing mirror wondering what the traffic behind me was like, As I did this I noted a leaf, a long brown, wet leaf. Its stem trapped between the automatic rotation point. In this leaf I saw hope.
That leaf had come to life in the spring, spent a short summer flourishing on the branch of the tree; then as the weather turned the tree had decided it no longer needed it. The same attitude was bore out to its thousands of relatives which had also sprung to life. But this leaf, this sad brown, soggy lifeless stem was not ready to give up. Not ready to join the billions of other leaves on their journey to mulch.
Be it as it may, an inadvertent lifeline, it was a lifeline.
In that moment I saw hope, hope that if something so small and normally looked over can keep going then there is hope for me, hope for us all.
When I eventually parked the leaf was still there, I had been keeping an eye on it during the remainder of the journey, I took the leaf from the wing mirror and placed it in my coat pocket.
I am going to let it dry, then laminate it and use it as a book mark. I will know it’s there and when I am feeling low or in a bad place I can take it out and think of today. The hope that this has given me.
I know this won’t work for others, this is just part of my journey and thought I would share.
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