My birthday falls in March, and when my husband and children asked me what I wanted, I replied “My usual gift!” - in other words, flowers for the window boxes and flowerpots outside our house.
It gives me great pleasure and joy to see the window boxes full of flowers with different arrays of colours. And seeing the daffodils in bloom after the long winter has a positive and uplifting effect on all of us. Whether we realise it or not, colour can and does affect our mood. In a similar way, the extra light we are now experiencing in the mornings and evenings has an influence on us. When we have more light and colour in our lives, we breathe them in and feel it in our cells. Our cells are sensitive to how we see, smell and feel. But it is up to us to interpret these senses – do we like what we see or smell? Do we choose how we feel in the moment of the now? And if we don’t like something, then make the decision to change it to something more pleasing. That’s why having flowers in my life always cheers me up – in every sense they really do brighten up my world!
When I was growing up on a farm in Co Galway, my mother took great pride in her flowers. Our deep window sills were full of geraniums and the smell wafted through the house. In the garden, the scent of wallflowers filled the air. To this day, the smell of either of these flowers transports me right back to happy memories of my childhood.
I took a bunch of flowers into hospital recently when visiting my sister there, but I wasn’t allowed to bring them into the ward. I couldn’t believe it! It seems flowers are now seen a source of infection. What a pity. At the very least, every hospital ward should have an area dedicated to plants and flowers. As well as absorbing carbon dioxide and releasing oxygen, I believe that plants and flowers also absorb negativity and release a beautiful energy that helps people to feel happier and more balanced. You only have to see the reaction of someone receiving an unexpected bunch of flowers to understand this!
When I go to see my elderly mother in the nursing home, I always take her flowers. She is ninety, has Alzheimer’s, and is unable to talk. But the smile it puts on her face when I put the flowers in a vase for her says it all, and I know they have cheered her up. Knowing that it brightens her day each time she looks at her flowers makes me realise how powerful the magical energy of flowers really is.
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