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The seed cannot know what is going to happen, the seed has never
known the flower. And the seed cannot even believe that he has the
potentiality to become a beautiful flower. Long is the journey, and
it is always safer not to go on that journey because unknown is the
path, nothing is guaranteed.

Nothing can be guaranteed. Thousand and one are the hazards of the
journey, many are the pitfalls - and the seed is secure, hidden
inside a hard core. But the seed tries, it makes an effort; it drops
the hard shell which is its security, it starts moving. Immediately
the fight starts: the struggle with the soil, with the stones, with
the rocks. And the seed was very hard and the sprout will be very,
very soft and dangers will be many.

There was no danger for the seed, the seed could have survived for
millennia, but for the sprout many are the dangers. But the sprout
starts towards the unknown, towards the sun, towards the source of
light, not knowing where, not knowing why. Great is the cross to be
carried, but a dream possesses the seed and the seed moves. The same
is the path for man. It is arduous. Much courage will be needed. This
small wildflower has met the challenge of the rocks and stones in its
path to emerge into the light of day. Surrounded by an aura of bright
golden light, it exposes the majesty of its tiny self. Unashamed, it
is equal to the brightest sun.

When we are faced with a very difficult situation we have a choice:
we can either be resentful, and try to find somebody or something to
blame for the hardships, or we can face the challenge and grow.

The flower shows us the way, as its passion for life leads it out of
the darkness and into the light. There is no point fighting against
the challenges of life, or trying to avoid or deny them. They are
there, and if the seed is to become the flower we must go through
them. Be courageous enough to grow into the flower you are meant to
be. ~*Osho*


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