There are plants that can bloom, mature, die, bloom again from everywhere. I have witnessed a huge tree emerging from a rock (the both found space for each other). I have seen plants that grow in the desert, in the middle of nowhere, in the coldest lands, even in a polluted sea.
There is a possibility of life in all dimensions, even likely in galaxies that we do not know that they exist yet.
What possibility of life?, the orthodox part of my mind asks.
The plant sits in my desk -the rebellious one- would answer: an entirely new possibility of existence to what our western, empirically-knowledge based rationale knows.