Strength in Softness

To be a healer…to make a difference in someone’s  life…to be healed…you need to be what you are…to know what you are…to know who you are …to feel reverence towards yourself…to let the healing flow through you and to have the quiet confidence to know that you are on the right path. 

A daisy knows how to be a daisy even though it is a simple wildflower…but beautiful nonetheless.  It is not the flower that you would expect to see decorating the tables of an elegant party…or the promoted flower at Valentine’s Day.  It is not considered to be an exotic flower in these parts.  Yet what flower is more suited as a fairy crown than a hand woven wreath of daisies?  What flower is a better symbol of bright, sunny summer days?  In meditations my father has told me that the daisy is my flower, that it represents my spirit…that I had to learn that it’s OK to have this as a favorite flower…even though it was not sophisticated or grandiose.  It was the flower of my First Communion head wreath…a symbol of freshness…untainted by the world and its negativity…pure simple joy…delicateness and yet sturdy…abundant and unpretentious…loving the sun. 

So, the daisy can be a symbol for me as I strive to become who I truly am…a symbol of quiet pride, self-worth, self-knowledge, self-confidence and simplicity.  There is indeed strength in softness.  When you know where you fit into the scheme of things…you will understand this.

Meditation:  Imagine a vast meadow of tall grasses and daisies blowing in the wind on a warm, sunny day…the wind blowing the daisies and grasses…down they go…and then they spring up again…constant motion.  Become part of this field…feel the sun on your face and back.  Feel how alive you are.