A rose begins as a tight bulb with a strong stem. Even after being cut, it has the potential to pull back the layers so the petals reveal its center, but some never do. Instead they bow their heads in defeat, never offering their depth and inner beauty.

Love, like the rose, may never fully blossom and often withers before its time. It is up to us to find the strength to be vulnerable so that we may reveal the deeper boundaries of our hearts like the fully blossomed rose. I have come to realize that I will be blessed with the love that reveals deeper and deeper layers, having experienced a separate entity growing inside my body and make its way into my physical all on its own. The people that I have met on my path to my soul made me appreciate how to connect. We all are in the true love of life. I hope you enjoy the words I have corresponded today and can pass them on to the souls that you meet tomorrow.

God Bless
Utet