And now, a small parable, inspired by this porn star and his palm frond…

Not long ago, my feng shui consultant directed me to acquire some luck bamboo, plant it in a nice red vase, and place it in the love sector of my home to enhance the romance in my life. And so I dutifully did just that—and all-too-soon got buried in work and travel and, you know, eyelashes and everyday life.

Just yesterday, I glanced over at that bamboo, and it looked the picture of neglect: the brown stalks were drying, parched, and shabby. But then I realized that—miraculously—the leaves at the very top were still green. Mr. Love-Luck Bamboo seemed to be sacrificing his stalks for his leaves. Yep, I’d abandoned it, but the plant was doing everything it could to stay alive. It made me appreciate that no matter how hectic life gets, the dream of love is always alive, even if just barely, and it will do whatever it takes to keep on growing.

I can’t ignore either my love life or my bamboo. So, I’m working to nurture both of them. That’s how I roll.

Join me?