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Color Parade

“Your attitude is like a box of crayons that color your world. Constantly color your picture gray, and your picture will always be bleak. Try adding some bright colors to the picture by including humor, and your picture begins to lighten up.” – Allen Klein

“Life did not stop, and one had to live.”— Leo Tolstoy

The bright brilliant, unending parade of flowers remind us that life continues to unfold, bloom, burst, fade, finish and then begin yet again. Allow yourself to be surprised, to be awed, to be awakened. Look around, not back and not too far ahead. This season is overflowing with beauty – cannon ball into the deep end and flap around with delight. One has to live. Seek, soak and cast light.

“That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.” – William Wordsworth

Weeds to Wishes

“Be still and the earth will speak to you.” – Navajo proverb

“However many blessings we expect from God, His infinite liberality will always exceed all our wishes and our thoughts.” – John Calvin

A member of the sunflower family, we’ve called the dandelion a weed, pulling them up before they spread through the yard. In traditional herbal medicine practices, the dandelion is revered for its medicinal properties. The flower is nutritious, contains antioxidants, fights inflammation, aids in blood sugar control, may reduce cholesterol and lower blood pressure and may boost your immune system

“Give thanks for unknown blessings already on their way.” —Native American Proverb

At the end of their bloom, children pick them up and blow on the delicate puffball to make a wish, scattering the seeds to the wind. From weeds to wishes, we can change our perspective through exploration, rapt attention and releasing old assumptions and stories that turn flowers into weeds.

“Man is free at the moment he wishes to be.” – Voltaire

Scatter seeds, make wishes, pursue dreams. See the flower in the weed.

“May the stars carry your sadness away, May the flowers fill your heart with beauty, May hope forever wipe away your tears, And, above all, may silence make you strong.”– Chief Dan George, Tsleil-Waututh


“Wildflowers are the stuff of my heart!” – Lady Bird Johnson

“May your life be like a wildflower, growing freely in the beauty and joy of each day.” – Native American Proverb

The wildflowers in glory bloom
Dancing with ease in the wind
Gathered together to praise, to celebrate a new day
Holy, sacred ground
May we have the sense of wildflowers as we enter and close this day

“The arbutus is now open everywhere in the woods and groves. How pleasant it is to meet the same flowers year after year! If the blossoms were liable to change–if they were to become capricious and irregular–they might excite more surprise, more curiosity, but we should love them less; they might be just as bright, and gay, and fragrant under other forms, but they would not be the violets, and squirrel-cups, and ground laurels we loved last year. Whatever your roving fancies may say, there is a virtue in constancy which has a reward above all that fickle change can bestow, giving strength and purity to every affection of life, and even throwing additional grace about the flowers which bloom in our native fields. We admire the strange and brilliant plant of the green-house, but we love most the simple flowers we have loved of old, which have bloomed many a spring, through rain and sunshine, on our native soil.” ― Susan Fenimore Cooper


“My heart is singing for joy this morning! A miracle has happened! The light of understanding has shone upon my little pupil’s mind, and behold, all things are changed!” – Anne Sullivan

“We become what we behold. We shape our tools and then our tools shape us.” – Marshall McLuhan

Notice the details in a single flower
Hear the birds composing a new song
Expand your soul where you stand in this moment
Less doing, more being present
Behold, embrace, be held.

“Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught our people.
Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek the strength, not to be greater than my brother/sister but to fight my greatest enemy- myself.
Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes.
So that all that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
ShneppeTEWI (Blessings)” – Miguel Quimichipilli Bravo

Bring in the Lilacs

“On your journey, don’t forget to smell the flowers. Take time out to notice that you’re alive. You can only live in one day.” – Ray Fearon

“One can state, without exaggeration, that the observation of and the search for similarities and differences are the basis of all human knowledge.” – Alfred Nobel

Waiting for the coffee to finish filling the cup, I looked out my kitchen window gazing at the lilacs. A command clearly came to mind – “bring in the lilacs.” Following the prompt, I went out in my pajamas to bring them in.

Lilacs demand to be noticed. Their season is short. So while they are here, we are called to enjoy them, to bring them in.

Become an observer, a listener, a witness. See what’s right in front of you in a new way and bring it closer. Awaken, notice and take in the beauty already present, absorb it into your bones, breath it in deeply.

On your hurried way to what’s next, to your list of “to-dos,” to meeting after meeting, get distracted, interrupted and awaken to now, to this moment.

Sweet fragrance, rich flavor, brilliant color all within reach. Arms-length, in view, available now. From transaction to transformation. From grind to gratitude.

“One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.” – Walter Scott

The Unfolding of Lilacs

“The Amen of nature is always a flower.” – Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.

“Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful, and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.” – Don Miguel Ruiz

The lilacs are on the cusp of bursting open
The surety of spring
The anticipation of bloom
One at a time when ready
A symphony of fragrance fills the air, a breeze multiples

No question, no worry, in due time
Transitions, seasons, cycles, birth, death, birth
Doors open and close
Cross the thresholds, close the doors, open the windows

Grateful for what was and excited for what will come
Wherever you race to today, pump the brakes and take in what is already present and available
Do not miss your life on the way to where you think your life is
It is now, where you are in this very moment

Simplicity, color, depth
Breathe in the lilacs for their season is short
Linger in spring, anticipate summer, plant for fall
The lilacs are slowly and surely unfolding
Do not miss the show

“It is always the simple that produces the marvelous.” – Amelia Barr

The Perspective of a Flower

“To lean into life requires a quiet courage that lets us find our aliveness. And the reward for leaning into life is that everything hidden becomes sweet and colorful. Or more, we’re finally present enough to receive the sweetness and color that is always there. Consider how a flower opens. It doesn’t prepare for a particular moment but stays true to a life of opening and leaning toward the light. When a flower blossoms, it turns inside out and wears its beauty in the world. In just this way, a soul opens over a lifetime of leaning into life.”— The Book of Soul: 52 Paths to Living What Matters by Mark Nepo

“Blessed Are You Who Bear the Light He came as a witness to testify to the light.—John 1: 7 Blessed are you who bear the light in unbearable times, who testify to its endurance amid the unendurable, who bear witness to its persistence when everything seems in shadow and grief. Blessed are you in whom the light lives, in whom the brightness blazes—your heart a chapel, an altar where in the deepest night can be seen the fire that shines forth in you in unaccountable faith, in stubborn hope, in love that illumines every broken thing it finds.”— Circle of Grace: A Book of Blessings for the Seasons by Jan Richardson

We don’t “nail” every day. Some days we stumble, fumble and go off course. Detours and delays are woven into the journey. Detach, embrace, move through and keep going. Moments become lifetimes so invest well.

When stuck in a rut, go in the opposite direction. If bound by spiraling thoughts, get outside your head, read poetry, examine a flower. If overwhelmed by the noise of the world, go in, seek and read your soul, that soft voice that calls you home. In and out.

Back and forth. Float and dive. Right and left. The pendulum of life swings. Remain steady, venture out, observe, anchor, sail, grow, shift, breathe, break patterns, create new connections.

From bulb, to breaking dirt, to bud, to bloom. The flower reaches up, unfolds and bursts with beauty in due time. Remain present in all seasons, steeped in wonder, anchored in gratitude and open to the grace of joy hidden in each moment. The perspective of a flower – look up.

“Given our entanglements, one of the most difficult acts of presence is not to vanish when overwhelmed by conflict or hardship. The simplest teachers in nature, such as the sun, the birds, and the flowers, are quietly heroic in this regard, not because they achieve anything, but because they remain completely true to their own nature, regardless of what happens to them.”— The Book of Soul: 52 Paths to Living What Matters by Mark Nepo

Prune to Bloom

Allow the dry and dead to fall away so growth can take its place and space;
If it lingers, prune it so flowers can bloom, the fruit of new beginnings;
Prune to bloom.
New fruit.
Candid in May

May Flower by Emily Dickinson

Pink, small, and punctual,
Aromatic, low,
Covert in April,
Candid in May,

Dear to the moss,
Known by the knoll,
Next to the robin
In every human soul.

Bold little beauty,
Bedecked with thee,
Nature forswears


Blank Slate Day

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” – Elizabeth Appell

“With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts.” – Eleanor Roosevelt

Make today a blank slate.
Draw new lines.
Get out of the box of old thinking.
Lay down all burdens to walk lightly through just this one day to taste how you can live.
Move out into nature and absorb the energy and newness of spring.
Let winter go, come out of hibernation and start anew.
Hunt for flowers breaking the softened ground amidst leaves that lingered from last fall.
Invite your imagination to come out and play.
Breathe in the fresh air deeply and expand your lungs.
Feel the blood rushing through your veins and your heart pumping.
You are alive!
Get to it.

“To live in the light of a new day and an unimaginable and unpredictable future, you must become fully present to a deeper truth – not a truth from your head, but a truth from your heart; not a truth from your ego, but a truth from the highest source.” – Debbie Ford

Vim and Vigor

“Great effort is required to arrest decay and restore vigor. One must exercise proper deliberation, plan carefully before making a move, and be alert in guarding against relapse following a renaissance.” – Horace

“Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.” – Samuel Ullman

When we forget or get distracted, there are signs and signals all around to wake us up to the present moment, to gratitude and awe. I find it in nature, in the greening of spring grass, amidst awakening of slumbering flowers, at the dog park with the girls and in watching kids lost in play.

We need to do less “adulting,” “reality” and judging and more noticing, searching and observing. Break the hard ground, bud and bloom. Celebrate today with your attitude, thoughts and actions.

“Die to everything of yesterday so that your mind is always fresh, always young, innocent, full of vigor and passion.” – Jiddu Krishnamurti

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