Welcome Spring! ~
Every moment our spirit shows us the blessings in everyday
living if we slow down enough to look and listen. How we expand that place of
"seeing with an inner eye depends on how we chose to create our life. Are
we seeing all that spirit has for us?
Question the Rose. How does its beauty and fragrance effect
us? If we would just stop to glance and smell its amazing scent, could the moment shift our energy into a magic space of receiving its gifts? Can a flower bring you a gift beyond its physical existence?
My African violet was sadly neglected. It had not
bloomed in months. I noticed how over grown it had become. That sad feeling
came up of when would I have to make the decision to just throw it away saving
me the time to re-pot it. My glance and questioning this made me pause and
notice that the violet was rapidly creating many new starter plants. How could
I ignore it's abundant growth! I felt it calling to me. I then made the
decision to enjoy the warm spring day and take it outside and gently separate
the new sprouts. I found new pots in the garage and began setting them into
their new homes. I felt so much lighter after connecting with the plants and
the soil. I gave two away and kept three in the cottage window sill on the big
shaded porch. Like three sisters sitting in a row, they seemed to thrive with
just the right amount of sun. Their leaves began to thicken and shine. But no
buds.
At the time I was committing myself to a Friday morning
"painting play day". Music and watercolors bring out the child in me,
and I felt the violets cheering me on. Taking time for me for a few hours while
I watched the lake activity was very healing. I still wondered about my very "violet"
violets. Were they waiting for fall when all the outside blossoms would be gone?
Fall came too soon. And as I moved the sisters three to a
window sill back at the house I noticed some very small buds hiding under the
leaves. Then many more! My heart leaped as I realized that I was also starting to
bloom after a long period of doubt, sadness, and fear. My heart was lighter and
so the violets came. 1-2-3 and more.
They filled the spaces between the rich green leaves with
precious purple gems. A red violet hue surrounded a white center. I watch them
daily and accepted the gift of their beauty while I pondered the message they
gave me, of growing within me a new awareness of more light. And the patience
to love and honor where I am on my spiritual path. I remember that red violet
is the color of the hand chakra of creativity.
These are the violet fairies! And I am grateful for their sweet message.
