In celebration of the Summer Solstice in the Northern Hemisphere and Winter Solstice in the Southern Hemisphere, I am choosing to share The Daffodil Principle. Daffodils are happy joyful flowers, radiating bright yellow rays that send out unconditional love and joy in all directions just like the sun. Enjoy the story and let it open your heart and fill you with joy and the radiance of the sun!
This true story is a gem. It shows that miraculous results are possible if we take small steps towards a seemingly impossible goal Just a little bit at a time and before we know it, we have forever altered the landscape of our lives and the world around us.
The Daffodil Principle
Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, “Mother, you must come
to
see the daffodils before they are over.”
I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake
Arrowhead
“I will come next Tuesday”, I promised a little reluctantly on her
third call.
Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and reluctantly
I
drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn’s house I was welcomed
by
the joyful sounds of happy children. I delightedly hugged and greeted
my
grandchildren.
“Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in these clouds
and
fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that
I
want to see badly enough to drive another inch!”
My daughter smiled calmly and said, “We drive in this all the time,
Mother.”
“Well, you won’t get me back on the road until it clears, and then
I’m
heading for home!” I assured her.
“But first we’re going to see the daffodils. It’s just a few
blocks,”
Carolyn said. “I’ll drive. I’m used to this.”
“Carolyn,” I said sternly, “Please turn around.”
“It’s all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience.”
After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw
a
small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand lettered sign
with
an arrow that read, “Daffodil Garden.” We got out of the car, each took
a
child’s hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, as we turned
a
corner, I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight.
It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it over the mountain peak and its surrounding slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns, great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, creamy white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, and saffron and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted in large groups so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of flowers.
“Who did this?” I asked Carolyn. “Just one woman,” Carolyn answered.
“She
lives on the property. That’s her home.” Carolyn pointed to a
well-kept
A-frame house, small and modestly sitting in the midst of all that
glory. We
walked up to the house.
On the patio, we saw a poster:
“Answers to the Questions I Know You Are
Asking”, was the headline.
The first answer was a simple one. “50,000 bulbs, it read.
The second answer was, “One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and one brain.”
The third answer was, “Began in 1958.”
For me, that moment was a life-changing experience. I thought of this woman that I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun, one bulb at a time, to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop.
Planting one bulb at a time, year after year, this unknown woman
had forever
changed the world in which she lived. One day at a time, she had
created
something of extraordinary magnificence, beauty, and inspiration.
The
principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of
celebration.
That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at
a
time–often just one baby-step at time–and learning to love the
doing,
learning to use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces
of
time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we
can
accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world …
“It makes me sad in a way,” I admitted to Carolyn. “What might I
have
accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty
years
ago and had worked away at it ‘one bulb at a time’ through all those
years?
Just think what I might have been able to achieve!”
My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct
way.
“Start tomorrow,” she said.
She was right. It’s so pointless to think of the lost hours of
yesterdays.
The way to make learning a lesson of celebration instead of a
cause for
regret is to only ask, “How can I put this to use today?”
Use the Daffodil Principle. Stop waiting….. until....
There is no better time than right now to be happy.
Happiness is a
journey, not a destination.
So work like you don’t need money.
Love like
you’ve never been hurt, and, Dance like no one’s watching.
Don’t be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.
Happy Summer Solstice!
Wishing you a beautiful, daffodil day!
I've been to Lake Arrowhead. It is a steep, rocky mountain with a trashy ski resort called big bear at the top covered in a diseased forest that "bleeds" red sap because of some parasite and routinely catches on fire in the summer.
Hard to imagine this actually exists there.
Posted by: diggum | 2009.11.06 at 04:42 PM
the lack of pictures is astounding!
Posted by: reader | 2009.06.03 at 06:05 PM