<p class="ql-align-justify"><em>Have you ever plucked a wildflower?</em> They start to wilt because your hands gave them no choice. They cannot survive for long without the sun, water and soil to teach, nurture and provide for them.&nbsp;</p><p class="ql-align-justify"></p><p class="ql-align-justify"><em>Have you ever picked up a fallen wildflower?</em> They brighten up your home or wherever you place them because your hands gave them the choice to live a bit longer than the time they were given. They will revive to add warmth because of your momentary act of kindness.&nbsp;</p><p class="ql-align-justify"></p><p class="ql-align-justify"><em>Have you walked among wildflowers without needing to pluck or pick any one of them? </em>Each one will give you the gift of beauty because your hands gave them their freedom. They will arrive again and again and again because you understood the nature of what they were created to bring-life, light and love-into the world and to you.</p><p class="ql-align-justify"></p><p class="ql-align-justify"><strong>Letters From A Wildflower</strong> will reveal bit by bit why gentle steps are important transformations in growth amidst storms, before you can see, adore and claim the source of your life, the purpose of your light and the gardener of your love. Walk with <strong><em>Reena Doss</em></strong> as she pens little letters, arts little stories and creates little reflections during her journey from seed to wildflower.&nbsp;</p>