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Appreciating the Amaryllis…

By Esmee Samara • 14th June 2020 • Reading time: 2 minutes

And so we’ve arrived back at Monday. How are you doing friends?

I’ve been gardening, a lot. I’ve been amazed at the speed at which the cornflour seeds have sprouted. Yesterday though I was reminded of something I didn’t plant years ago. And how Mother Nature taught me one of the biggest lessons, I’ll never forget. Let me share.

10 years or so ago my sister brought me an Amaryllis for Christmas. Thanking her for her gift, I inwardly doubted where I would ever find the time to take it out of the box and plant it. Life was busy enough raising children, studying, working, etc. So I put the green framed box in my garden shed full of intention to plant it. Someday.

Fast forward a few years to a glorious spring day. I planned to clear out the shed and give the grass the first cut. I admit the shed was the least favourite place in my home. The spiders were a contributing factor to that. But so was my ex-husband’s presence which I always felt there. Dust and memories, rusty tools and abandoned toys. I clambered to my gardening corner for the mower. And then it caught my eye on the floor.

The 8’x6′ green Amaryllis box. Dressed in dust and mould but nibble free. Guilt washed over me followed by a shameful lack of appreciation and waste. I was angry at myself. I had been given something that I did nothing with. The parable of the ten talents came to mind… I felt doomed.

I felt an urge to open it anyway. Let’s call it curiosity. To my amazement there it was. A miniature Amaryllis. Brown and crisp, standing proud like a trumpet pointing toward the light. Not a hint of any red, but in perfect form. I cried.

Despite the constraints, the lack of certainty, the ambiguity of our situation. We can bloom and blossom. We can form new and better ways of being. Visible to all, not hidden in a box. The Amaryllis had a purpose. Despite my neglect, it achieved that purpose the best it could. I believe people are much the same.

Take a moment and step back. Feel the chair you’re sat in fully supporting you. Notice the temperature around you, the rhythm of your breathing. Take in a long deep breath. And hold. Let nature tell you when to let go. Breathe out all that keeps you confined. Mentally. Physically. And just be present. That is where your power for growth is right now.

Time is an illusion friend. I remember the Amaryllis like yesterday.

Dig deep and sow the seeds for a better tomorrow, today.  Only you know what needs to be done today. Giving you a nudge in the right direction.

Esmee x

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