Earth laughs with flowers

One of my “feel good” rituals is to share quotes that I find unique and insightful. My little shop serves as a class room for my “personal therapy”. Every little wall and corner in my shop utters little words that enlighten, encourage, and teach, that the important "things" in life are not "things".

This quote made me stop and reflect, “what was Emerson thinking when he jotted down these words in his journal?”. I imagine Emerson may have penned these words as he came across a meadow of wildflowers. Perhaps the meadow was painted with all his favorite colors, a masterpiece of art that expressed delight.

Or…maybe Emerson see’s the wildflowers, as unqiue personalities, each bloom proud to be exactly as it was created, not conforming to the stronger or more vibrant. The blending of these colorful unique personalities creates a laughter of sorts... a symphony of laughter, each bloom laughing with it’s own voice as to create a perfect earthly harmony.