Weed.

Sometimes, I get to remember the little things I forget, little things like how important it is to actually say positive things to myself just for the heck of it. And its when I remember to be grateful for whatever little or whatever lot I have in my possession. Its these sweet messaged little things that remind of just how simple life can really be. And it is, for as long as I don't encourage weed to grow in my plantation.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

I would rather have nothing in my garden than have it filled with things that just aren't of any good to me. Its just okay to have my field the way it is. Every single time I give in to someone, I lose a part of myself and hence I lose a part of my field too and not just that, when I lose it, someone else gets it and they get to manipulate it in any way they want to do it and they just do that. And the more weed I start to allow, the lesser space I get for myself and soon it'll all be just weeds and I'll be roaming around my own garden like I'm an uninvited guest. And sweet little messages that tell me I'm worth it, messages that tell me I'm going to do it, messages that tell me I'm okay the way I am, no, I'm good the way I am are the messages that make me keep weed away from my field. An empty field means it is void of weed too and that to me, counts. Ponder.

Love, peace.