Blooming and Sweating || Making Me Feel Calm and Exercising My Muscles

A friend sent me a funny poem; he called himself "Master Bulbul". He writes like this:

"Though we can drive very well, we must remember how to walk.
Though we can type fast on the keyboard, we must learn to write with pen on paper.
To walk, to write - these are not actions to hone old skills but to steady the body and mind."

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Here I am, writing another article about nature and relaxing in an environment full of green trees and beautiful blooming flowers. Life's a wild ride, but two things keep me smiling: pretty flowers and getting my sweat on.

Flower Power

I used to work as a florist, assisting at my aunt's florist shop and gaining hands-on skills in flower arrangement from her. The bright colors, sweet smells, and tough-as-nails spirit of the flowers always amaze me. I love fussing over them whenever I’m in the florist shop, watching tiny buds turn into big, beautiful blooms that become part of a flower arrangement sold to our clients, especially the ladies.

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Flowers are more than just eye candy; they're like wise old friends. They teach me to chill and enjoy the little things. They show me how to be patient, waiting for each bloom to open just right. Especially the Red Rose when it blooms, my gosh, the red bloom and the smell, it really smells nice.

Workout Wonders

But life isn't all roses and sunshine. I also love pushing myself, feeling strong, and conquering challenges, and that's where exercise comes in. Whether it's pumping iron, pounding the pavement, or just a brisk walk, moving my body makes me feel like a superstar.

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Exercise isn't just about looking good; it's about feeling good. It's like a natural happy juice that keeps me buzzing long after I'm done. It makes me feel strong and confident, knowing I can do more than I thought possible, especially getting rid of all the muscles that have never been brushed for quite some time.

Balancing Act

These two passions, so different on the surface, blend together beautifully in my life. The calm of the garden grounds me after an intense workout. A delicate flower reminds me to take care of myself, body and mind. And the strength I gain from exercise gives me the guts to face anything life throws my way.

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Really, my life isn't about reaching some finish line; it's about savoring the journey. It's about learning from everything, big or small. It's about finding beauty in the everyday and the strength to keep going, no matter what. And knowing that, with the spirit of a flower and the grit of an athlete, I can handle anything.

How about all of you? Have you had the same experience as I have? If you have, please feel free to drop down your feedback. Cheers.