My mom brought us a bouquet of roses from her garden when she came over for dinner on Easter. I’ve been enjoying them this week. The creamy petals are lined with a happy, deep pink. The pale colors sit peacefully among the brighter hues.
One reason I love roses is that they start out as tightly wound buds, then they open little by little. They hide their goodness inside and let you in gradually day by day. Today, most of them are in full bloom.
These remind me of a new piano student I’ve had only a few weeks. She’s young and she learns a bit differently from others. She is more natural, more open than most of us. If she wants to draw a picture in the middle of her lesson, she grabs the notebook and starts in. When I asked her to dance to happy music, she had no trouble shedding all self-consciousness and twirling in my living room. When the next student rang the doorbell, she ran out the door and gave him a bear hug, even though she’d never seen him before.
So I’m trying to see life through this young lady’s eyes. She’s not hiding what she thinks and feels, as many of us tend to do (me!). She isn’t filtering love through anything–she’s running towards someone and expressing joy, wrapping her arms around another human being just because he’s there.
I’m her teacher, but actually she’s teaching me a lot about opening up and blooming. It comes so naturally to her, and it’s a joy to see.
How about you? Do you open up to people easily, or do you take a while to “bloom” with others?
Linking up with Little Things Thursday.