Beloved Flower Lover,
Flowers were her ‘new supplement ‘ and she put them where she could trip over them. Fifty years young. She had flourishing decades ahead of her and was prepared to receive. Fifty years young and the sparks of the growth cycle for the year ahead were apparent. Now was the time to re-imagine the possibilities and rebirth her dreams anew.
The flowers she was being drawn to were a guiding force that would illuminate her path in the days to come and open new chapters of opportunity. Fifty years young was indeed a pivotal moment for her in terms of her personal political and economic trends. She was on the edge of the unknown, with a great appreciation of the ‘dark space’ called ‘potential’.
Beauty, Joy and happiness. She was experiencing the womb or increasing sensitivity, compassion and generosity. Rebirth. Life and death were connected.
Congratulating herself today. She went to her herb garden. Pulled up some thyme and made a meal worthy of the greatest Queen. She ended with a salad that delighted her earthly tastebuds. Cake then followed.
She took this time and smiled.
The London Flower Lover