“A flower of an uncultivated variety or a flower growing freely without human intervention.”
Just what does it mean to be a wildflower?
Here’s what I think. See if you agree.
The first part of Google’s definition, “A flower of uncultivated variety…”
My twelfth grade English teacher, Mrs. Schiff, was fond of telling her class that a high school diploma wasn’t worth anything until you didn’t have it. I agree and encourage young people to do their best in school. For most, this is the entrance ramp on the highway to success. But it doesn’t work for everyone. So hats off to those brave souls who managed to make a name for themselves without graduating at the top of the class.
Thomas Edison, who gave us the phonograph, the motion picture camera, the light bulb, and a whole bunch of other things, spent less than four months inside a school building. He was partially deaf. A note was sent home to his parents suggesting they take young Thomas out of school because in their words, “He was too stupid to learn.” Thanks to his mother who believed in her son and took on the role of educator, we are all blessed every time we flip a light switch.
Way back in 1979, humorist Sam Levenson published a book called, You Don’t Have To Be in Who’s Who to Know What’s What. Sam got some great advice from his father. “It was on my fifth birthday that Papa put his hand on my shoulder and said, ‘Remember, my son, if you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm.’
Add to that this advice from an old wise man and you have the making of a wildflower.
“If you’re not willing to learn, no one can help. If you’re determined to learn, no one can stop you.”
Now for the second part of Google’s definition, “…a flower growing freely without human intervention.”
Dr. Bernie Siegel in his best-selling book, Love, Medicine, and Miracles, told a story about a young man who became a lawyer because his father, grandfather and several uncles were lawyers. The problem was he didn’t want to be a lawyer. When it was discovered he had cancer, doctors gave him a year to live.
The young man decided that if he only had a year to live, he was not going to spend that time being a lawyer. He would devote his last year to playing the violin, something he enjoyed. The year came and went. The cancer was gone. He never returned to the law firm. Instead, he plays the violin in a orchestra and has a good time doing it.
“Love what you do and do what you love.
Don’t listen to anyone else who tells you not to do it.
You do what you want, what you love.
Imagination should be the center of your life.”
Ray Bradbury, author
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