Love in Flowers

A lady and I stood after her Mother's service and talked about flowers.

Sometimes loved ones do not want to take the flowers with them after a funeral, and in Chester, a local hospice has a volunteer group of ladies who collect them when they can and make arrangements to share around the hospice.

Some loved ones take them to the gathering afterwards, and then home to make arrangements to appreciate later.

Others are placed on the graves of loved ones or in the remembrance garden.

There is no right or wrong way for anyone, it is whatever feels balanced and loving to them.

Loving funeral directors always place a flower with the coffin after we have all left the chapel.

I occasionally find a flower or sprig that has come loose and is lying on the chapel floor or the ground outside. I pick them up, hold them through the service and put them in an egg cup on our kitchen windowsill when I return home. The tiny sprig above was a collection of white buds and one has bloomed.

The lady had chosen beautiful peach and pink roses for her Mum, and the thoughtful florist had misted them, and they were bound together with raffia, surrounded by stocks, lisianthus, alstroemeria and gerbera daisies (her Mum's favourite), and they were heading back to arrange them in her Mum's home.

I look at the flowers on our kitchen windowsill and send loving thoughts and energy as I look out into the garden.

My belief is loving energy flows to where it is needed. 🌹