It turns out, I had been listening and absorbing this whole time. I inherently know what to do more than I expected. On slow days, I pull out the pruning shears and go at it.
I remember one day this last Spring, coming into work to find Jordan in a pile of Sally Holmes roses she had cut off the bush. I was so sad she was cutting all the pretty flowers off. She assured me that this would make more roses. And it all made sense this summer as I started to cut away. I cut and to my delight, fresh new roses are appearing again.
And now, I can not stop thinking about pruning as a metaphor for life. I feel like I have old flowers and overgrown branches sucking the growth and potential out of certain areas of my life. As I trim back these plants, it all becomes so clear, I need to dead head my life! I need to create room for fresh starts and new growth. It was like a huge aha! moment, hanging on to all these things/people weren't serving me but it wasn't until I saw it in plant form that it really clicked. It's time to let go of those things that are no longer serving me.