My beautiful white clematis burst into an outrageously abundant amount of blooms this year.
I remember the first year; it didn't bloom at all. My mom assured me not to worry. She told me it was spending its time growing deep roots and that was a good thing, and the flowers would come later. And they have.
Gardening offers many great metaphors for life. I hope I bloom just like this clematis. How about you?
I believe in magic, love, truth and beauty. My work and play revolve around creative self-expression and self-development. I am committed to building a life that is true to my self and my gifts and that supports others in doing the same. I'm here to dance.