The below article was from Tam Veilleux and has been trimmed to fit my blog.
I walked into the gift shop of the garden center I work at and found two older ladies and a group of three young girls.
“We need plants for a cemetery plot,” said the older of the two women. The other simply nodded her agreement from behind. The three girls, ages 9-12 nodded as well. They were at the garden center to beautify the plot of their recently passed grandfather.
“Okay, I can help with that.” I offered.
I walked the group over and stood in front of “Chicago Apache”. I noticed that one of the young ladies was staring at the oldest lady, the group speaker. The girl’s eyes was saying something, but I didn’t know what.
“This is the one we want.” The whole group was nodding in agreement. They had decided, that fast that they would purchase three pots of the daylily I had just introduced them, too. I thought it was strange, but they seemed to have all agreed during some silent meeting they had held behind my back.
“You’re sure?!” I questioned the group.
It was then that the oldest lady who had been answering my questions pointed to the sign standing over the potted plants that read: CHICAGO APACHE… Scarlet Red….Rebloomer. She then pointed to one of the young girls. “This is Scarlet, his granddaughter. His wife’s name was Lilly.”
The synchronicity of the moment could not go unnoticed and I had to choke a bit. All of the girls were smiling up at me like I had just created a miracle. Indeed I had played my part by allowing my intuition to guide my actions. It would seem that Grandpa directed and chose the plant that would best represent him.
The family said that when I presented the hemerocallis (daylily) to them and they read the name they knew instantly that “He/grandpa” was there with them. When these moments happen, acknowledge them. Magic is everywhere if we allow for it.
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