<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Acceptance on Late Blooms</title><link>/tags/acceptance/</link><description>Recent content in Acceptance on Late Blooms</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 29 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/acceptance/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Resilience</title><link>/posts/resilience/</link><pubDate>Mon, 29 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/posts/resilience/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="life-doesnt-get-easier-or-more-forgiving-we-get-stronger-and-more-resilient-steve-maraboli-life-the-truth-and-being-free"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Life doesn’t get easier or more forgiving, we get stronger and more resilient.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Resilience is one of those words that I don&amp;rsquo;t quite understand, especially in relation to myself.  When I&amp;rsquo;ve seen it in other people or heard other people describe resilience, it&amp;rsquo;s always been in the face of some terrible situation or happening that has taken place or is presently happening in a person&amp;rsquo;s life.  The person speaking usually says of the person experiencing this event or situation that:  &amp;ldquo;he/she is resilient and can get through this&amp;rdquo; or some similar cliche.  Two phone calls I had this past week have given me reason to think about how resilient we are all called to be in this life.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Spring Blossoms</title><link>/posts/spring-blossoms/</link><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/posts/spring-blossoms/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Spring comes to us bringing its own magic every year. Nowhere is this more evident than in the earth coming to life and producing a spectacular showcase of colorful, fresh blooms to make our hearts joyful. Spring is truly the Earth&amp;rsquo;s Birthday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[caption id=&amp;ldquo;attachment_59&amp;rdquo; align=&amp;ldquo;alignleft&amp;rdquo; width=&amp;ldquo;300&amp;rdquo;]&lt;a href="https://photos.smugmug.com/Lateblooms/n-ZkfX3Q/2013/Spring-blossoms/i-sVrCG7M/0/Kj76hkht6bHf94bwwJ6dXswc8GZVkrTkJ778HnfSk/D/Loblaws-and-Allan-Gardens1-D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img loading="lazy" src="https://jeanjankisamaroo.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Loblaws-and-Allan-Gardens1-300x168.jpg" title="Spring Blossoms"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To everything there is a Season[/caption]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As I went about the garden and neighborhood taking the photos that are in this collage, I was mindful of the seasons that have passed in my own life and of the old verse, &amp;ldquo;To everything there is a season.&amp;rdquo;  These kinds of thoughts were remote to me when I was in the springtime of my own life as I&amp;rsquo;m sure they don&amp;rsquo;t come to many people at that time of life.  We tend to take life for granted.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>