MY HAPPY LITTLE HYACINTH!

Hi Guys,

These past few weeks, I’m finding the more I socially disconnect, the greater is my soul-connect! I’m really loving all the things I am discovering. The everyday miracles I took for granted. Let me tell you about my ‘Happy Hyacinth’. I call her ‘Happy’. She has been a constant companion to me for the past 10 days here in Ireland.

When I first arrived, I looked out into our little back garden for a bit of respite, and there she was standing all alone, amidst the deadness of a winter garden. She had a tiny little purple pansy pal. Something about her filled my heart with joy. Hyacinth symbolized hope, something that was in short supply when I first arrived. She also symbolized Springtime, a time of rebirth. I felt I too could be reborn.

Over the past ten days, the rain has come, strong winds have prevailed, but Hyacinth continues to be totally unphased by all this exterior commotion. She remains rooted in the earth, stands solid, and cheers me considerably. Every morning when I gaze at her beauty, I feel at peace. At this time of year, there aren’t many other flowers growing, just shrubs, so she really does make a statement. I drink my morning coffee in communion with Hyacinth and give glory to the God of nature.

Let Hyacinth be a symbol of Hope to all of you reading this now. Nature looks after its own. And just like Hyacinth, we too will stay strong in our roots. We shall prevail. Our World will bloom again soon!

Irish Hugs,
Patricia xxx