A few months ago, I shared these photos on my Facebook page and tonight, with my mother in the intensive care unit after emergency surgery, they have even more uplifting and reassuring resonances for me.
I took this photo because the image of tiny, delicate, yellow flowers poking out around the edges of and in between large, solid, grey stones evoked for me the potential for hope and resilience in all of us when faced with obstacles, hurdles, challenges. There is light . . .
Many on my Facebook page looked at the photo and wrote “weed!”, but others pointed out that dandelions are edible and medicinal too! They are also quintessentially resilient. One woman wrote: “I aspire to be a dandelion. If I can ever reach that level of tenacity for life, sunshine, air . . . Inspiring and true. The brilliance of what is commonly thought of as a weed . . . that has found a way to overcome all odds and bloom where it is planted. That’s beautiful. No matter what kind of weed you may have been born.”
My husband took this photo at a lovely little tulip garden in the middle of New York City:
I find this profusion of blooms planted by good citizens in the service of bringing beauty, freshness, color to a grey urban block a lovely example of a concerted and sustained effort to uplift others. The world would be a richer place if we could all aspire to plant and grow and nourish tulips, both literal and figurative, for each other during difficult times.
Thanks to the many incredible doctors and nurses who are caring for my mother tonight . . .