Gems

One of my first memories was of amazement, a truly magical moment.

Gold threads spun from the rays of the Sun, a net of colour woven into a shawl with nature’s stitches that made the dress for the flower we call – ‘Camellia’.

Rosemary, why are you wearing my sunglasses?
It’s my Camellia flowers they’re so bright and gorgeous today.
Come in for your tea now, I’m off to work.

Poor Mother, she works three jobs as my Father lost his. She looked so tired and has lost a lot of weight, but I never hear her complain.

This afternoon when I came home from school, I was surprised to find my Mother still at home, I looked to my Father, to ask why?He looked back at me, pressing his finger to his lips.

Months have passed now, and my Mother was slowly getting worse and my poor Father was still out of work.

My place of solitude was and had always been my garden. Today as I strolled, I heard my friend Camellia whisper – where have you been? I’ve not seen you for some time!

And as I explained, I heard Camellia’s sweet soothing voice filling my mind.

So, I watched the busy Bees as they collected their pollen – then, I understood what Camellia meant.

You must come out into the garden Mother; I have something to show you!

We both stood quietly as we watched the Bees.

Don’t you see Mother how they all work collectively, how they are all just One, not separated?
I’m not sure what you’re trying to say Rosemary.
When Father lost his job, what happened?
Well I worried for him!
Exactly Mother, you worried yourself sick, you didn’t work collectively becoming separated by worry, and in turn Father worried about You, that’s why he couldn’t find work.

The hug my Mother and Father gave each other said everything. Father’s back in work and my Mother? She has just one job now!

Language is Universal, not always in words – ‘Camellia’.

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Fuji
Fuji(@fuji)
1 year ago

Nice story, Eric. Is Rosemary a recurring character in your stories now? I like her!

Carrie OLeary
Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
1 year ago

Lovely story Eric. It would be so nice if everyone listened and worked with the natural flow of the world instead of against it. Being out in the garden can be very soothing to the mind. I can stand for ages in the summer, just watching the butterflies flit and flutter from flower to flower on the buddleia bush over our pond. Just for a little while all the problems go away. When you feel calm, it is easier to find solutions to your problems. Your story really reflects this. Thank you for sharing.

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Culture Dragon
Culture Dragon(@culture-dragon)
Reply to  Carrie OLeary
1 year ago

Yes, Carrie, I totally agree with your statement: “It would be so nice if everyone listened and worked with the natural flow of the world instead of against it.” 🙂 Nature is my greatest teacher, and I am just a humble, beginning student. More than just helping to find solutions to problems, when I look closely into Nature, I get a slight glimpse that there really are no problems!
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Linda Rock
Linda Rock(@linda-rock)
1 year ago

I’ve re-read that 2nd paragraph again and again Eric. It is perfectly beautiful. A lovely story that conveys a thought provoking message.

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 year ago

What a beautiful story that brings a beautiful message to learn about. All I can say is “wow”. Hope to read more stories like this here. This is very inspiring.

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
Reply to  Eric Radcliffe
1 year ago

I don’t know why my mother chose Lotchie as my name, but she says it just suddenly came to her mind after hearing a voice that whispers in her ears and found it beautiful to hear. Without knowing what Lotchie is all about since the day I was born there’s no android phone or internet connection here in our place. I appreciate that you saw my name and understand its meaning. I humbly say thank you for your appreciation or recognition. That means a lot to me. 

Daisy Blacklock
Daisy Blacklock(@daisy-blacklock)
1 year ago

What a charming story. Your story flows beautifully and leaves me with a pleasant smile.

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Daisy Blacklock
Daisy Blacklock(@daisy-blacklock)
Reply to  Eric Radcliffe
1 year ago

Thank you. I am loving it so far. Everyone is so nice and welcoming.

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