Seeds are not important because of their immediate beauty but are planted with the expectation of what they will become. They must first secure their roots and will only grow from there. They mature with patience because they somehow know that slow growth is steady growth, and that anything that happens overnight is lacking in foundation. So just in case the seeds you've planted aren't growing fast enough for you, know that with a little rain and a little sun, there comes a time when what you plant will sprout, even if it pops up in a place much farther away than you originally planted. We may not always reap where we sow, but we'll surely reap what we sow.

Maybe these words will rattle someone tonight; shake off their doubt, and allow them to remember who and what they are! If that person is you, I hope this helps.
-Kanika Vann

Are we really ready for love, and all that comes with it, or are we simply tired of being uncoupled and alone? 

Many of us yearn for a lasting love; a dependent, mature, and fantastically reciprocated love, but when we are introduced to it or become surrounded by it, we, in numerous cases, hastily choose against it. So when the man who stands before us doesn’t fit the mold that we’ve mentally composed, we often choose to ignore love, run away from love, or make the decision to claim love only after we’ve decided it’s time for us to have it, instead of accepting it when its readily offered to us. 

Consequently, we are left alone; continuously wondering and drifting, simultaneously attempting to figure out why, with all we mentally and physically possess, there are no (or very little) glimmers of a lasting love potential in our lives.

But even with all we’re capable of; all we have the potential to give, we are simply unprepared for the whole of love and all that it can add to us. We have grown to believe that we can control love; how it looks, how it feels and even how it’s given to us; however, it would be to our benefit to realize that we have to trust enough to let love have its way. And a part of that trust lies in our acknowledgement of an imperfect love—meaning, it won’t always turn out the way we’ve fantasized. But that's just my opinion. What do you think?
 -Kanika Vann