Greatness

I have been pondering for quite some time, Is there a permanence to the meaning of the word ‘greatness’? Whatever does it mean ‘to be great’ or ‘to feel great’? You see, from ever since, I’ve attached its meaning to superiority, Something unreachable, beyond my wildest imagination. With branches beyond the skies, which climax at levels exceeding human capability. And thick, fibrous roots so deeply entrenched, that they become onerous to deracinate. But over the years, my realisation has surprised me. I have recognised that greatness has distinctive, yet instinctive qualities. Much like a budding and unfolding bouquet of roses, Its perfume is subjective. Pungent to some, but fragrant and elegant to others. Its vessel comes in different forms, Some curved, thin or well figured. And its florets can bud, bloom, change colour or even decay, depending on the level of care. Similarly, I have discerned that greatness resides in each of us. Its aura is unfastened by our creativity and vision. And it is unbarred by the similitude of unreached potential, encasement or bewilderment. And, at last, there cannot be any fixity to its meaning. Rather, there is much subjectivity, intuitivity and reason, that we must open ourselves up to receive. I hope you receive and accept your feeling of greatness, in whatever form it appears. Love & Light. 07/04/21