Lessons from Geraniums

Posted by Whiz on July 28, 2015

Has it really been five months since I last wrote in my blog? New Intent is that I write at least once each week from here on.

I have a large pot of brilliant red geraniums on my small porch. They brighten this space and fill my heart with gratitude for their beauty each time I look at those bright red blooms as they catch the morning sunlight.

Enjoying their brilliance this morning, I remembered that only a short while ago this plant was without a single bit of red bloom.

Recently I went away for two and half weeks, and my neighbor generously offered to help keep an eye on my plants for me while I was away. This was not an easy offer because she doesn’t believe she is very good at taking care of her own plants and was nervous about caring for mine, but she made the offer through love.

I was most grateful for her willingness to do this and assured her the plants would be fine with only minimum care and occasional watering. This geranium pot was left in place on my balcony. It was happy with all the perfect conditions of the morning sunlight that were expressed through the beauty of displaying ceaseless supply of many red blooms.

But the blooms turned brown. My neighbor was disappointed, afraid that she had killed these beautiful plants. She told me that the blooms had all turned brown until the entire plant was filled with only brown.  It looked so bad that she picked off all of the spent blooms leaving a large pot of nothing but green leaves.

After I returned home I was able to water and fertilize my plants every day, pinching and providing all their nutriments in fresh water and fertilizer. My neighbor didn’t realize it but by removing the spent blooms, and she was most grateful to learn that she had provided the perfect solution by removing the old and making room for the new blooms to grow.

Gradually, a bloom started to grow, responding to the fertilizer and fresh water. Then another, soon filling the plant once again with many beautiful, bright, red flowers.

It wasn’t up to me or my neighbor to make those geraniums bloom. They already had everything already within that was needed to perform and act as a geranium. All we needed to do was put them in the right light, making sure they received their “rightful nutriments” of sunlight, fertilizer and fresh water.

This is how geraniums grow.  This is how we grow.  This message has beautiful lessons to remember how we best grow as well….prune away the spent blooms (outgrown thinking), see that plants receive the needed amount of sunlight (Truth), add fertilizer (Love) and water (Life expressing Itself), and voila, blooms!

Let God do the writing and blooming of our lives. We are to stand fast, act as if we already are “possessing all power from God”, the only Creator, and recognize that this Truth is already true, we need only practice this Truth.

Love never fails whether looking like pots of geraniums, ourselves, our neighbors or our families near or far.

Thank you!

 

28Jul
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Lessons from a goose

Posted by Whiz on April 26, 2010

We usually see geese traveling together in a group, right? How often does one hear mention of a goose other than reference to Mother Goose or as a Christmas dinner? So imagine my surprise when I saw a single and lone goose recently.

I had been spending some quiet time standing near a lake, embracing a beech tree whose dense leaves were protecting me from the gentle raindrops that were falling. I noticed a lone goose walking across the street nearby from where I was standing. I wondered where he came from….why didn’t he fly in? Why was he alone? Calling him “goose” sounded a bit strange as I stood there observing. I’ve always thought of them as geese, not goose….don’t remember ever seeing one fly alone. I was alert to seeing the symbolism of the scene.

My goose continued walking across the sandy area then quietly entering into the water with a gentle grace causing small circles moving out slowly from his body as he transitioned from walking to floating in one effortless move. These circles were soft and gentle, rippling outward on the surface of the quiet lake waters, symbolizing and feeling like the epitome of gentleness to me.

Imagine my surprise and wonder as the quietude of the event was broken with the loud and plaintive honk, honk, honking as the goose began sounding out to the community as if calling for a friend or mate. This repeated and unanswered honking continued without pause for upwards of five minutes. I watched closely to see whether another goose was in the area. No response. No new goose appeared on the scene.

After the honking session, the goose proceeded to tuck his head under wing and took a nap, evidently quite unperturbed that his cries were unanswered. I stood and continued to watch for a long while, then left to go on with my day carrying the gentle peacefulness of the scene within. The thought of melancholy did try to attach to my thought as I thought about this lone goose that appeared as still alone even after repeated calls out to the vast openness of the empty waters. I let it go and stayed with the picture of peacefulness of him at rest, trading the sad for peace.

Looking up “goose” in Animal Speak, I was delighted to find the references to Mother Goose stories and rhymes that were designed to quiet children, and how these fairy tales captured the imaginations of children and adults. I have always loved Mother Goose tales. The goose can thusly be reflecting stimulation of childhood thrills and beliefs that author Ted Andrews recommends we go back and revisit some of these loved stories that will help us to see how and why they resonated with us so strongly, also to help us see the patterns in our own lives.

I reflect on other mentions in the book. Does my goose carry a message that I need to add more vegetables to my diet? Is that why my goose that I saw felt so alone in view of the fact that geese typically mate for life? Where was his mate? Are we both looking for our one special person/goose? Is this why I love the “happily ever after” endings to fairy tales? Or could my message be coming to me through exemplifying migration patterns, and stirring imaginations to want to search out new worlds? I discover that the incessant honking could represent a calling to us to follow them on a great spiritual quest. Is this what’s speaking to and calling me? Calling with messages of fulfilling promises that great quests may bring?

I love discovering how this idea that as goose comes into my life, I can expect to have my imaginations stirred toward new travels to distant places. I love how the goose epitomizes the constantly shifting formations, creating wind drafts and easier flights for those traveling behind in the formations. I love the image that geese never fly directly behind one another but rather each goose’s view is unobstructed through flying in the V-formation and how this arrowhead formation points to new directions and new possibilities. I love discovering that the letter “v” comes from the Hebrew “vau” meaning “nail” and how this formation indicates that we are about to affix ourselves to a new path, What a beautiful symbol. What a powerful voice and great strengthening message I hear from my lone goose that visited me that rainy day and that has triggered and stirred my imaginations towards new travels.

26Apr

Random Acts of Kindness II

Posted by Whiz on March 17, 2010

elf houseStill smiling from my listening to Il Divo’s magnificent music posted earlier today, I answer the door and meet a smiling face on someone who was asking if she had the right house….. is the house that has the tree with the face on it that stands alongside the road that runs behind our house near the back entrance to the subdivision?

Of course I answered, yes, this is the house. (I had posted a picture of this tree with the face and Elf House on an earlier blog….see picture) She proceeded to tell me what a joy and pleasure it is to look for this tree each time she drives in this way. She mentioned how she loves to drive slowly when passing so that she can see and enjoy the smiling face of the tree’s friendly face alongside the road and how this always brings her a smile, especially when she sees the elf house installed at the base.

I love it too. We did have such fun decorating that little elf house where granddaughter Anna and I planted flowers near the doorway, plus we added little trees at Woody’s base (that’s what we named our tree), adding wreaths to the little windows at Christmas time, plus adding a red bow around Woody’s neck.

This spreader of kindness standing at my door also told how she loved to slow down see the view each time she passed but especially today when she noticed the little stone steps that are leading up to the front door of the elf house. Part of my joy in working with my granddaughter was all the fun we had putting those stones in place. But now when I hear how the joy both she and her husband feel as they drive past this tree, makes it even more fun of a memory.

I feel joy each time I see this tree too. What a bonus joy it is to hear that it brings a smile into her day as well. What a treat that she took time to stop and tell me…..really adds to the spreading of joy, don’t you think? How a simple acts of kindness can spread much joy!

Simple acts of kindness….yes, but are they really random? I think they happen often. It takes little effort to stop and spread the joy. I hope that sharing this simple act of kindness, helps with making your day one of smiles too. Pass it on.

17Mar

Inspiration

Posted by Whiz on March 15, 2010

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2SZ-nCBmsU

I listen to this often. I’ve not discerned the import of the message to me yet but I know that it is calling me. So I listen often and patiently wait to know the higher message for me.

Listen to the halleluja, praising.
Hear the beauty of voices and orchestra.
Enjoy.

15Mar
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Lessons from turkey vultures

Posted by Whiz on March 15, 2010

I couldn’t believe it either. I wanted the bird to be an eagle, not a vulture. I was told that’s what that magnificent bird was I saw perched high up in a tree that day and as he caught my eye as I drove past. There he was sitting high up in the top branches of the tall tree with his wings expanded, stationary, looking like a kite awaiting lift-off….I was certain it was an eagle. Doesn’t Eagle sound so much more inspiring than vulture as a symbol used for teaching us and giving us inspiration of how we are to move through life?

I’ve been paying closer attention to symbols that show up in my life….all part of my journey within. Okay, I was willing to accept that this vulture maybe was showing up as a help to me as I clean up in various areas of my life. But I much preferred the thought of it being a majestic eagle for my inspiration.

I saw this large, graceful bird soaring overhead when I drove past that same tree later in the day….no longer sitting in tree, but moving high and soaring. Good reminders, to soar over the mess, glide over the cleaning efforts of removal of stacks and stacks of papers and “stuff” that accumulates.

Then the next day what do I see while driving? Another of that same type of bird, gliding effortlessly high overhead. I then saw another, and another, and another, until a total of 15 were all soaring over my head….effortlessly gliding…..all of them with total grace and without apparent effort.

This really captured my attention. I knew they had something more powerful to teach me than just helping with my clean up. I had to look more closely, listen within and learn what these “upward soaring beings” were saying with their showing up for me with such numbers.

I enjoy Ted Andrews’ book called “Animal Speak”. This is an interesting and informative dictionary of various animals and birds where he discusses how the wisdom of various creatures in the animal world can help us recognize and interpret them. It’s fun to read about how we may learn from nature, and sometimes easier to hear truths about ourselves coming through nature rather than God.

Turns out there are many pages written pertaining to vulture….many interesting ideas. I’ll share just a few. New vision….yes, they have a wonderful ability to see…..what an inspiration, and great reminder. Even though the vulture is sometimes considered a symbol of heaven and earth, spirit and matter, good and evil, guardian and avenger, these many myths surrounding this symbol, they all indicate that vulture restores harmony.

Since vultures are probably the most misunderstood and misaligned bird, and since people (including me) have often seen them as gross and associate them only with death, the idea of having good vision certainly elevates this perception of vulture, doesn’t it.

The vulture also can be a symbol of purification that restores harmony. As they soar with a grace and an ease that is thrilling to watch, it helps uplift the seeming mundane experiences so that we see them as misperceptions. We learn that as we let go of the misperceptions, as we trust all good and One Creater, all complete, we know that we too can soar above anything that tries to pull us down……helps us to know that the authority to move without restriction or feeling weighed down can never be taken away.

The vulture is known for their wonderful ability to see and how it uses the thermals rising from the earth, to give lift to their flight. Their ability to use the thermals is often likened to the ability to see the subtle energy emanations from the body, similar to that we’ve all seen as we dirve down a road on a hot day and see the heat rising off the road.

The vulture is also known to have a powerful sense of smell……can help me to smell out something that doesn’t quite smell right in my life. Who wouldn’t enjoy and appreciate this ability?!

I love this reminder that we too have the ability to see and feel the lift, the love, the support and perfection all around us, complete. No opposition. All good. One Creator. Yes, the vulture helps remind me how to fly.

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15Mar