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Two seeds

This text was written as an exercise on the NLP certification in July 2020. The aim was to develop a metaphor to convey a message.

Once upon a time there were two seeds that were under the soil, a very dark and damp soil. The two seeds were close enough to speak to each other, and one of them said: “You know? I’m sick to death of being here under the ground and I’m going to rise to the surface. The other seed was terrified of the idea and warned her of all dangers that ran up there. That the wind could carry them, the rain could sweep them away and even a bird could eat them … The soil was dark and damp, but it protected them from all that…

The first seed was not even listening, it germinated up there and reached the surface. She rejoiced in the rays of sun that warmed her, heard the birds singing and felt the breeze of the wind on the first green leaf that broke from her body…

But the weather changed, clouds covered the sky and a rain broke down over the seed and its leaf. They were swept away by the stream of water that formed and the seed struggled to protect its first leaf. She woke up exhausted, in an unknown place … struck on her already leafless body. In that place there were conditions to germinate again and from the cuts that suffered new shoots appeared …

But the wind changed, changed to a gale that lifted it in the air and whirled it around, I cannot tell you for how long … When it looked like she was going to land, a new gust carried it in a whirlwind with other things that, again, hit her and tore her leaves … Until it was supported by a hill. A fertile place where other seeds already had roots and many leaves. “This is where I will grow up!” – she thought. And from the cuts that she suffered new shoots appeared…

No, tells the story. A crow spotted her and dove over. He ate her. I will just say that the seed had a bad time inside the digestive bowels of the bird… I just tell you that it was still a few days looking for the light at the end of the tunnel. But, one day it happened. The crow evacuated a shit in midair, with the seed, which just went to land …

I do not know how this story will end for this seed. But I notice that of the other seed, no one has ever heard of.

If this message resonates with you and you want to explore these thoughts further, feel free to contact me for a conversation.

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