8/02/2011

I'm a Tropical Flower

If women were flowers, for women in DD or D/s relationships, dominance and structure would be sunlight and warmth.

All flowers have different needs when it comes to sunlight. We need it to grow and flourish. We can do without it for a while, but we'll start to wilt if we go too long. And we don't only need sunlight, of course. We also need healthy doses of rich soil, nourishing water, and fresh air. We get these through our hobbies, friends, families, and lives as women.

But we still need that sunlight.

With sunlight, we can grow into the women we want to be. We flourish and glow. Other women ask us, "What is that sunlight your husband is giving you to make you so radiant and glowing and healthy?!" We just laugh and shake our heads shyly.

Some women don't need or want a whole lot of sunlight. Their foliage does best in an independent, safe environment with only a little sunlight, but they still appreciate it when they get it and know they couldn't flourish without it. These are the lovely bushes and wildflowers you'll see gracing the meadows of more northern climates.

Other women need a moderate amount of sunlight. They do well in temperate climates, with steady sun during the summers, but they can still tough out a dark, gray winter. They don't want or need a lot of micromanagement in their lives.

The rest of us are what the world scoffs and calls "high maintenance," as though it's a bad thing to have evolving, dynamic needs and be aware of them. We flourish best in warm, sunny climates. Our husbands roll their eyes and say we need to be micromanaged. And we probably do! It makes us feel safe, secure, and loved.

I fall into this category.

Because I, you see, am a tropical flower.




(That's me).



Tropical flowers are delicate and colorful. They can be vibrant and glowing with color when they get the proper amount of sunlight (this is why they are my favorite to receive in bouquets!). But if you try to transplant one to, say, the Midwest, the flower will flounder and wilt. It will act mopey and sad. It can probably survive, but it won't be the upright, strong, vibrant flower it was in the Bahamas. And if you try to make it grow farther north, like Canada, it will just wither and eventually die, no matter how much soil and water and plant food you give it. It's a flower made for sunlight. Without it, it will grow sickly and die.






Men, God has given you a flower. This is the one flower you get for your entire life. You were probably no gardener before, so you may not have much idea exactly what to do with this flower. But it's the one you got, and you are in charge of making sure this flower grows and flourishes for the rest of her life. You need to figure out how much sunlight is best for this particular flower. Where will she flourish most? Where can she survive but not at her best? And where will she just die off completely? Is she getting enough soil and nutrients and water and shade from other people and places? How much does she need, anyway? And then, how much sunlight does she need?




That's your job. That's where you shine.




Give a flower sunlight, and she will lift her face and grow toward it.

2 comments:

ma'isah said...

What a beautifully written metaphor. I can really connect with this (and I think I may be a tropical flower, too!).

Again, glad I found your blog

~ma'isah

Stormy said...

Wonderful! My husband calls me his "exotic flower" because I'm fragile, and feel things deeply.