Flowers as Teachers

12 Sep 2023

In my childhood, I spent hours pottering among plants. I stuck the wooden stems of paper flowers into soil and believed they would become real flowers if I could just focus. I sometimes got scolded for removing offering decorations from the altar to put them in dirt. 😄

In my youth, flowers assured me that I was accepted & appreciated.

Now in old age, flowers remind me to always carry the Sun in my heart, & challenge me to bloom my best regardless of how much time that’s left.

Yesterday all the yellows, reds & golds descended in my home through the kindness of people I’ve known for a long long time.

So I felt very compelled to dress up for the flowers and take some pictures to honour them and their givers.

May the blessings of flowers open our heart & mind, for our good and the good of others. 😊🙏