My landlords used to live on the first floor of the three family house that I call home. They are in their 80's and after many ambulance visits they decided to move into an assisted living home. I wish them well and feel it was the best move for them.
A month or so after they moved out, I found this small Hibiscus tree in the basement receiving little to no sun and having not been watered in at least a month maybe longer. There were no leaves and the soil was dried up, in short I thought the tree might even be dead. Something inside of me told me to bring the tree/flower upstairs to my the third floor apartment and give it some love and light. She (yes, she is a she and will be reffered to as such for the rest of this scribe) became my project/experience. A sort of testament. You see, it's easier to love something when it is shining, beautiful and so appealing, but could you love something that was previously loved by someone else and left behind in need of a little love and nourishment?
Now, I am no green thumb I love plants, flowers, veggies etc and grew up helping my mother in the garden, but I've never been very successful with house plants. This experience changed that, I brought her into the house and watered her twice a day and sat with her during meditations, yes, I would even speak to her (Hood Hippy!). Soon after she began to grow leaves and then surprised me with beautiful flowers. She sits out on the back porch (during spring/summer) where I meditate every morning (weather permitting) and am actually sitting at the time that I write this.
I should add that one of the landlords was here to get some of the possessions they had left behind and I spoke with the elderly lady. I said to her that I had found her tree in the basement and brought her upstairs and she was now flourishing. She smiled so hard, happy that I had found her and explained that she couldn't carry her out of the basement and although she loved her plant, with everything that was going on, including leaving their home of over 40 years, she simply left the the tree behind and did not think any of the tenants would be interested. She then told me there were a few other plants she was able to put in the back yard to fend for themselves and that I could have them if I wanted. I now have 3 more plants/flowers... bless up! (I originally wrote and shared this story on my fb page in 2012)
A month or so after they moved out, I found this small Hibiscus tree in the basement receiving little to no sun and having not been watered in at least a month maybe longer. There were no leaves and the soil was dried up, in short I thought the tree might even be dead. Something inside of me told me to bring the tree/flower upstairs to my the third floor apartment and give it some love and light. She (yes, she is a she and will be reffered to as such for the rest of this scribe) became my project/experience. A sort of testament. You see, it's easier to love something when it is shining, beautiful and so appealing, but could you love something that was previously loved by someone else and left behind in need of a little love and nourishment?
Now, I am no green thumb I love plants, flowers, veggies etc and grew up helping my mother in the garden, but I've never been very successful with house plants. This experience changed that, I brought her into the house and watered her twice a day and sat with her during meditations, yes, I would even speak to her (Hood Hippy!). Soon after she began to grow leaves and then surprised me with beautiful flowers. She sits out on the back porch (during spring/summer) where I meditate every morning (weather permitting) and am actually sitting at the time that I write this.
I should add that one of the landlords was here to get some of the possessions they had left behind and I spoke with the elderly lady. I said to her that I had found her tree in the basement and brought her upstairs and she was now flourishing. She smiled so hard, happy that I had found her and explained that she couldn't carry her out of the basement and although she loved her plant, with everything that was going on, including leaving their home of over 40 years, she simply left the the tree behind and did not think any of the tenants would be interested. She then told me there were a few other plants she was able to put in the back yard to fend for themselves and that I could have them if I wanted. I now have 3 more plants/flowers... bless up! (I originally wrote and shared this story on my fb page in 2012)
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