OOTC: May
Tulips are a strange phenomenon. They open and close with light and darkness, but over-extend every morning until eventually they are unable to close. Then their petals fall off and all you have are their naked heads. On that note, this month I am thinking about what it looks like to protect something when that something is your self. It was a difficult month of introspection, as old demons flared, and new situations demanded more rigorous thinking processes. Growth is a strange and gradual thing. I guess I identify with that dirty, layered, buried tulip bulb, green shoot pushing through, sharp and soft at the same time. But I also see the inevitable logic of the tulip flower, its slow flirtation with sunlight and eventual intimate baring. What in us keeps pushing past the layers of skin? Why don’t we learn? And why, like the tulip, do we pursue something like the sun with reckless abandon? I question these things in me. Why knowing better doesn’t necessarily mean doing better. Why weaknesses over time are …