When flowers really start talking to you….

Here is a little  story …

This happened about a week ago. My husband and I live in a small town in Mexico. So sometimes its not easy to find certain things or fix them if they get broke. In this case I am talking about an  elliptical trainer I broke. Well ,we took it to a welder here in town. He is also a foreigner. Andrew is an odd gnarly sort of fellow from England. Lets just say not the most social guy you will meet. He is a genius with metal though so we went to him to get this exercise machine running again. I stayed in the car.. Andrew doesn’t like americans (go figure).

Anyway I can see the whole scene unfolding in front of me. Andrew isn’t being nice he’s mad, about Jai not coming over sooner.Oh  he looks totally closed all the body language says so. Arms across the chest ,mean grimace,and  he is shaking his head noooo. My husband is being friendly and humble, inviting …but nope , nope its not working… kids are starting to complain what’s taking so long I thought we were going shopping …. ok …I begin to ask in my mind from a distance is there anything that would help this situation flow a remedy of sorts?….

I see the image and hear it plain as day.

Buttercup!

Now I sometimes use flower essence remedies to treat health  and emotional issues.

but I use drops in water like Bach flowers.

This time it wasn’t possible so I just started mentally raining buttercup flowers down on the two men. Within a few moments everything changed ,all the harsh body language changed an Andrew let down his guard and started nodding . A few moments later it was all worked out and we were heading down the road !

I didn’t mention it.

But then later over dinner my husband said  something that made me ask a bit more to see how he had experienced the situation… he basically said that Andrew had been closed and not to happy with him he was saying he couldn’t do the job.  And Jai was just talking  about town happenings and then he just shifted and it all got real easy. Jai said as he was getting in the car he started thinking wow, something really special and magical just happened. He didn’t talk about it or really put words to it till we compared notes later. Ahh Buttercup.

Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in
written words.  They are the hieroglyphics of angels,
loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though
few can decypher even fragments of their meaning.
–  Lydia M. Child, Letters from New York, 1843

Flowers have a mysterious and subtle influence upon the feelings,
not unlike some strains of music.   They relax the tenseness of
the mind.  They dissolve its vigor.   
–   Henry Ward Beecher

 

The temple bell stops
but I still hear the sound
coming out of the flowers.

–   Basho, 1680

To create a little flower is the labor of ages.
–   William Blake