Wildflowers
The ‘Why?’ Of The Story
Written to honour a dear friend and mentor
I can’t recall the moment when my newly minted infatuation with wildflowers began, but for some seemingly unknown reason, I have been spending considerable time recently exploring life’s deeper meaning through the lens of these magnificent creations. Such has been my obsession that I actually commissioned a young and up and coming local artist to craft for me a landscape full of these delicious beauties.
I was “seeing” a succulent, grassy panorama layered with a myriad of wildflowers radiant and resplendent , basking in, and owning the glory of their beauty. They are languishing under the admiring gaze of a proud and beaming sun who is appropriately owning her part in the creation of these magnificent feats of nature.
Oh my what breath stopping colours! Radiant Red! Bird’s Eye Blue! Opulent Orange! Gorgeous Green! Winsome White! Yummy Yellow! Playful Purple! Magical Mauve! A veritable cacophony of nature’s finest hues! A heart full of colours! A visual poem rich with colours! A riot of colours! …In that moment, just attempting to conjure up the words to describe the depth of my feelings aroused by simply searching my mind for the names of the colours, brought me great joy.
What a joy filled adventure indeed it was to locate the artist; to meet with her and to describe to her that which I was envisioning in my mind’s eye. Then, the relief to have her nod with conspiratorial understanding as if she was looking upon the exact same scene as I!
That great joy was reignited when she called to inform me that my “Vision” was ready for unveiling and pick up. A rainstorm on that Easter Sunday morning failed to dampen my enthusiasm as I journeyed to her studio to be, I believe reunited my “Vision”. It was as though I was going to retrieve an old and dear friend that I hadn’t seen for a very long time. That in fact this “Vision” was something that had been buried deeply inside me for a lifetime or more, and was finally ready to burst free. My anticipation of finally meeting “Her” was to say the least, energetically supercharged and couldn’t be hidden…The artist herself took great joy from touching into and savouring my anticipation of the moment. A joyfest indeed so apropos for that Easter Day!
The unveiling didn’t disappoint. Such deep jubilation to finally see my “Joy” come to life on canvas. I experienced a feeling of fullness; of profound love and a completion of some sort… In that instant I had an awareness that this precious painting was emblematic of all the love that both lived and lives inside of me. A representation and taste of what’s available to me, (to all of us actually, should we simply open our hearts to all of the richness of possibilities that abide in this abundant Universe).
In a further rush of “knowing” I at last realized that the driving force behind this “Vision”, this embodiment of love and joy, was my dear friend and teacher who left the earth plain just 2 weeks prior. This was her gift and message to me; a reward for my hard fought and steadfast journey back to myself! A clear message also that, whilst she is no longer with me in humanform, her guiding light will always and forever radiate love into my finally fully opened heart. My beautiful painting stands tall as a sign of completion, renewal and unending potential….I think I will name her:
“A Vision Of Joy On Easter Sunday”
As both a footnote and punctuation mark to this story I must add another “synchronicity”.
My friend’s Celebration Of Life was held approximately one month after the unveiling of “Joy”. Can you imagine the joy that surged inside of me as I walked into the venue that morning and was immediately handed a package of Wildflower seeds!