Blossom In Season? A Guest Blog By Helen Elliott

Posted at 12:35pm on 16th October 2019

“Why am I getting angry at a tree?”

 A question definitely worthy of consideration, I decided, as I stared out of my window for the third or fourth time that week.

 It was a huge tree, surrounded by apartments, all in facing and it was Springtime.

 The tree was supposed to be flowering for goodness sake.  All the other trees were flowering - and had been for weeks now.  It was early April.

 And then I heard it. The voice.

 Call it God, if you will.

 “It IS Spring and the tree WILL flower.  We ARE in the flowering season.  But even though it is the flowering season, trees flower at different times within this season. 

 Do not fear. This tree will flower last of all but it will also be the most spectacular of them all.

 So too with your life.  Just wait and see.”

 How true it is that so often when we look around and consciously - or unconsciously -  compare ourselves to others we frequently feel ourselves lacking.  It can seem like everyone else is flourishing but that we have been left behind.  Seeing others flourish can be great but also hard to bear when we carry a sense of barrenness in our every day.

 At that time in my life I was indeed feeling very barren.  With good reason.  Many things had been stripped and ripped from me - and I was smarting with the pain.  It was a time of unprecedented loss and subsequent emptiness.  I felt like a tree that had remained in winter while others had progressed to spring.

 Yet as I sat there that afternoon and observed the tree I experienced a sense of comprehension that had been absent to that point.

 I was reminded of something I had read many years earlier as a teenager.  In fact, it had made such an impression on me that I had written it out and stuck it on my noticeboard.  I had it there for years but had taken it down when I moved house one time.

 Henry David Thoreau said “if a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.”

 I think this so sums up that which I heard as I sat at my window that day. 

 It did take a long time, a very long time, years in fact, but I can now see shoots appearing in my life.  The buds of spring are here.  And for that I am glad. The winter had been long and unforgiving and that has made the spring even more sweet to see. Perhaps you, too, long to see the blossom blossom. May my experience be yours too.


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