Beloved Flower Lover,
We use flowers as a sort of stock piling of all of that wonderful energy. Stock piling the nourishment of the smile.
Dismissing them as irrelevant is a bit like dismissing a nourish drink Adding fresh flower as a companion in our lives adds in helping in sustaining the commitment to creativity.
Adding the flower to the smile and the words of ‘I am glad that…..’ Is indeed an act of reclaiming the power of committing to fulfilling your life according to our brightest future?
Giving and receiving flowers with a smile sees us creating invisibly without even noticing. We live in an inside out world. Flowers help us think about how and why we react to it things from the outside. Did we like the way we responded to giving or receiving flowers if not, we can create a new in any moment and we can remember that the commitment within the creative force that is in us. It’s part of our essential nature and we respect it.
Flowers and the eve of the Winter Solstice
It’s the eve of the Winter solstice, the most auspicious time in our calendars. A time when we go to a place where it’s peaceful. We sleep loads and wrap up in the comfort of knowing that coming back from our deep sleep will see the bright sun return.
We know it’s a quiet time.
A still time.
A time for the dark to envelop us as think about what sustains our life.
Peace and love.
We allow those energies to teach us about our how we can act differently in the coming futures.
Yes, we know lots of people are rushing around
If you can we invite you to close your eyes. Notice your breathe coming an end and it return. With a smile. So we return
We see flowers as a reflection of that creative self.
We look at the beauty of the flower we work with and consider how they come from a place of nothing, into form and that we are returning to that place right now.
So we can come back again refreshed, renewed and reborn from that deepest place that makes us smile
There is place where we fall back into within the winter solstice. It’s a place at the end of our thoughts, when we hang out in the space of creativity. With a smile.
What comes to mind comes from a deeper place of mind. That which that knows how to be happy. That is firmly committed to that. Peace, Joy, happiness.
Flowers are the creative force in form and we can use them to remind us about that space which brings the formless into form. To get to the point where we can say ta dah
So in closing. We would love to hear how the power of the smile and the power of the flower have combined in your lives.
Please enjoy the Winter Solstice- our natural time for rebirth.
The London Flower Lover
p.s The December Winter solstice happens at the same instant for all of us, everywhere on Earth. This year the solstice occurs on Wednesday December 21st at 10:44 GMT (Universal time).
The winter solstice happens every year when the Sun reaches its most southerly declination of -23.5 degrees. In other words, when the North Pole is tilted furthest – 23.5 degrees – away from the Sun, delivering the fewest hours of sunlight of the year. Use its stillness to recommit to your ideal self image-one where you are smiling with peace, joy, and happiness for all!
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