Showing posts with label blooming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blooming. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Flowering Twice

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My favorite October shrub is "blooming" right now. Actually, heptacodium (seven-son flower) blooms white in September. This month the red sepals of those gone-by flowers make it look like it's blooming again. I love this late bloomer, partly because it's the only shrub that is blooming this late in the season.

It's never too late to begin meditation practice. Some of us discover meditation at a young age; others when we are older. I recently saw a 90-year-old friend at a retreat. What an inspiration!

Mindfulness practice helps us bloom with kindness, patience, and acceptance. Better late than never.

Monday, November 7, 2016

Blooming Late in the Season

Today i walked through the Crystal Springs Rhododendron Garden in Portland Oregon with a 91-year-old friend. It's November and rhododendrons are blooming.

I also saw snowdrops and cyclamen.  Throughout the day, i have seen nasturtium, dandelions, chickory, and herb robert. No matter the lateness of the season, some few flowers are beautifully in bloom.

So it is with us. Some of us are still blooming into our 90s. Our friends and relatives have faded and withered away. We alone have somehow survived to enjoy life. This life. Despite feeling rather alone and lonely.



Sunday, March 20, 2016

Amaryllis Blooming

My amaryllis are blooming one by one. Lovely pink Susan is fading. Now a white-and-green-and-pink one is blooming (Rembrandt?) on a stem that is 3 feet (!) tall.

Sometimes people complain to me that their amaryllis didn't bloom at Christmas. Well, neither does mine. I keep my from year to year, and left to their own devices, they seem to bloom, one by one, from December into April, although someone told me their amaryllis bloomed in July.

Our meditation practice doesn't unfold on time schedule we want. Hey, our life doesn't unfold on the time schedule we wanted either.

Life unfolds. Simply be with the beauty of that.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

The Perfect Microclimate that Fosters Blooming

My variegated Dracaena is blooming for the first time. A first-grade teacher gave it to me 7 years ago after i spent the school year as a volunteer in her classroom once a week helping children learn to read. That 5-inch plant is now 5 feet tall, so last summer i placed i beside my front door in the white garden. Its green-and-white leaves added interested to the shady and therefore mostly leafy flowerbed.

This particular plant seems to like to be wet, so i put it in a glazed flowerpot that had no hole in the bottom. Then it rained for 25 days in June and another 25 days in July. The flowerpot overflowed with water.

The Dracaena was so well camouflaged among the variegated Solomon's seal that i nearly forgot to bring it indoors. Then i "saw" it in early October and hurried it into the solarium. Now, for the first time in its life, it's blooming.

We all need the right conditions for our meditation practice to bloom. Some of us need to be inundated--perhaps by going on long retreats; some, like geraniums, need the soil to dry out in between waterings. I like to meditate in the wee hours of the morning; others prefer afternoons or evenings. I like study AND practice; others prefer mostly practice; and those with a sporadic practice obtain deep benefit from studying in a weekly class.

It takes time to discover our own perfect microclimate that fosters our own blooming.