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Lessons from the Laburnum Tree: #WordlessWednesday #WednesdayWisdom

Lessons from the Laburnum TREE: #WednesdayWisdom

 

It’s a nippy Tuesday morning. The mild chill is palpable, yet it feels like a a rush of glory,  caressing the bare parts of the body, that aren’t swathed in the jacket. The reticent smog has finally chosen to beat a retreat, endowing us the blessings of a marginally clean air. I’m slowly edging my way back to my walks, assuming the sinuses will now behave with cleaner air available over the counter.

Nature unfailing throws omens our way; on the days we need them most. Much like a gentle nudge. Just so that when challenges strike, we can imbue those lessons.

More often than not, I’ve realised we keep our eyes shut and focus on the challenges; allowing them to loom larger than “life”.

 

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Today the Laburnum tree( Amaltas, in Hindi) looks crestfallen. Whereas it looked splendid in the summers – The striking yellow blooms hanging seductively from the branches. And the ones that would fall to the ground, would transform the ground beneath into a mesmerising golden carpet.

This morning the Laburnum looks back at me, staid and sombre. The flowers have of course disappeared. What stands in their place are the pendulous dry fruits. Dust has gathered upon the leaves.

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Not the same Laburnum tree as above picture, but this is how most of them look now. Barren minus the blossoms.

We don’t give it a second glance anymore, instead we stop by to admire the receding, yet still fragrant variety of Frangipanis (Champa) . They offers us a heady whiff,  pleasing our senses with their dual shades of white, yellow and pink.

 

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The Frangipani, with its stippled hues

 

LESSONS FROM THE LABURNUM

C’est la vie!  That’s life! There are times when we bloom and are showered with the joys of the world. But the times they are a-changin’ as Bob Dylan would have said.

A harsh winter may set upon us. And we may lose our flowers. Yet, who knows we may be fruiting and growing in the interim. The fruits as they evolve, may appear dull, tough and boring. We may look dishevelled and devastated, and end up feeling so too, ourselves.

 

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The fruiting Laburnum, Credits: hachi.blogspot.com

 

Flower, fruit, weather the storms and flourish. Click To Tweet

Yet, with these tough lessons of life upon us, we may learn how to bloom once again; in the summers to come. Those fruits will bear seeds,  sprouting up a new life. Let’s hold on to those precious, blooming memories of the past, and take the challenges that come our way, as journeys of inner transformation.

Change is the only constant in our lives. And as hard as it may seem then;  try we must, to flow with the changes, and become one with both our joys and sorrows.

Does the Laburnum tree question the winter of it’s life? Does it ask Mother Earth why has she forbidden it from blooming this season? Why is it that we always end up questioning our tough times, or the challenges that are upon us?

Can we all not become one with our pain, as we do with our happiness? After all those are the only constants in our lives. Without the challenges we wouldn’t be able to honour the person we truly are to become. Eventually evolving, and growing with the tides of life.

Signing off on a longer note this #WordyWednesday :-), from my favourite poet and writer, Khalil Gibran on Joy and Sorrow.

Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, “Joy is greater thar sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.

 

Flower, fruit, weather the storms and flourish, so says moi!

 

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26 thoughts on “Lessons from the Laburnum Tree: #WordlessWednesday #WednesdayWisdom

  1. I absolutely loved the shots of the blooming trees. That poem by Gibran is wonderful and so true of what it is to feel and accept change that alters us and things around us.
    I loved this message and comes at a time when this is a good reminder for me. Thank you for linking up with Thursday Tree love. It’s a pleasure to have you around and I hope to see you back tomorrow.

  2. There is so much that we can learn from nature. Accepting the cycles – the glorious, heady days of beauty and majesty mixed with days when life seems a drag. It really is about blooming where we are planted and trusting that every adversity will help us evolve and grow. Lovely reflections, Natasha.

    1. Bloom where you are planted – that’s my tag line these days. I also bought a wall plate adorned with the same words, Shinjini.

      Thank you for your wise and wonderful words. <3

  3. Nature unfailing throws omens our way; on the days we need them most. Much like a gentle nudge.

    ~ Oh darling! You said this so beautifully!

    I’ll be missing WW this week, but I’ll be back next week!

  4. Wow, such a beautiful pic of amaltas, thanks for sharing this note from khalil gibran and happy thanksgiving. the flower pic has something magical in it, I don’t know but I kept on looking at it for a longer duration and scrolled again to get a glimpse.

  5. How beautifully you express your thoughts. Almost like a poetry. The laburnum tree looks resplendent with its yellow flowers brightening up the scene. True nature never questions the change of season, instead it adapts and sheds and grow. Always there’s something to learn from things around us.

  6. That’s a very profoundly beautiful quote by Gibran! Love the echoes of warmth, wisdom and acceptance that you speak of in your post, Natasha! I think we can all aspire to be there someday.
    Speaking for myself, I’m still a work in progress when it comes to accepting life with both its joys and sorrows alike and like I said the other day, some days it’s easy and some days the most difficult thing that totally derails me like nothing else. Those challenges will come and go, though and we will falter, smile, laugh, rebel by turns and yet, continue on our journey, until our time is up, one fine day!
    C’est La Vie! That’s the beauty of life, don’t you think?

  7. So much truth in this post, Natasha!

    All the lessons we need to learn are waiting for us in nature. We ourselves are part of it and the waxing and waning of seasons are part of who we are and what makes us.

    I’m on a short ‘working’ break amongst all the self-created chaos in my life, and your words came at just the right time. Thanks for sending them to me!

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