Tran-si-tion (noun)

The little seed lay there, nestled in the dark, cold soil. It was so quiet, so still and so alone. But the little seed had a dream, a dream to become something more, something beautiful.

The seed felt a warmth coming from deep within, and suddenly it started to stir. It pushed and it strained against the soil, fighting to break through. With each push, it felt as though it was one step closer to its dream.

But the path to becoming a flower was not easy. There were moments when the little seed felt like it couldn't go any further. It felt so small and insignificant, and the soil seemed so hard and unforgiving.

But with each push, the seed grew stronger and more determined. It knew that if it just kept going, eventually it would make it out of the dark soil and into the light.

Finally, after days and nights of pushing and struggling, the seed broke through the soil. Its petals were so delicate and soft, its colors so vibrant and beautiful.

The little seed had done it. It had achieved its dream and become a beautiful flower. But no one ever tells you that blooming can be scary. It takes strength, courage and determination to break through the soil and become something extraordinary.

Transition

Be like seeds; do not see dirt thrown at you as your enemy, but as ground to grow.