Friday, May 21, 2010

Agapanthus and Imprints

Welcome SkyWatchers!  Please say hello.  I enjoy meeting all of you!

I stepped out into my yard the other day, and found that this long stalk which had mysteriously shot up out of the ground seemingly overnight, was sprouting babies!  For several days before this happened, I watched this plant with interest as it stretched its long stem up towards the sun.  I was both amused and fascinated by its magical appearance and its will to be different.  Its desire to stand out amongst all of the other plants and flowers in my garden.

For me, its sudden emergence was like a smile from the Universe.  A sunny, little hello.  As I spent some time staring at this magical plant, the name Agapanthus suddenly rose forth from the inner recesses of my mind.  An Agapanthus.  And as quickly as the name made it to the forefront of my mind, I knew that that is what this unexpected visitor was called.

We are not the first owners of this beautiful little beach house.  We purchased it from a lovely couple who had spent at least ten years enjoying this healing space.  And when my brother died, two years ago, and Mark and I decided that there was no time like the present to live out a dream, we came to this lovely couple and put a bid in on their home.  We were sure that the place would be ours.  That was until we discovered that another couple had put a bid in on the home at the same time we had.  A bit of a bidding war ensued until I decided to write a letter to the owners telling them why I felt that the home should be sold to our family.  I put it out there and then we waited.  And waited...Until I received a beautiful letter from the homeowner telling me what this place meant to her, and how much she and her husband loved it.  She told me about healing from cancer and getting married.  She told me about the weddings of her two daughters that took place right out here on the bluff.  She told me about the ashes of two fathers(hers and his) which took flight right in our front yard overlooking the Pacific.  And I knew, in the moments that it took for me to read her letter, that somehow, someway, this place was meant to be passed forward to us.

There are two of these Agapanthus stalks standing side by side.  This is the second one.  I read someplace that they are perennials, meaning that they reappear each year, and I can't help but wonder if they were planted in memorial for something.  The landscaping on our bluff is breathtaking, but it is purposeful.  And yet, sometimes things seem to pop up out of nowhere, and I think to myself that someone in the history of this beautiful home must have planted those there.  A singular sunflower, two lanky Agapanthus stalks, things that reach over space and time.  Things that had a particular meaning to someone gone, yet they are still here.  They are still here.  They are still here.

We leave behind an imprint of who we are, who we were.  Oftentimes, the imprint is soft and quite subtle, the lingering touch of a hand brushing past another hand, a word which hangs in the air creating ideas and then thought.  The imprint can be that of the words in a letter long tucked away somewhere but not forgotten.  Or the reemergence of a flower planted to commemorate what we felt at a certain time in our lives.  What we left behind for them, what they left behind for us.

Gazing out at my bluff overlooking the Pacific ocean, I am reminded that even when we leave, we always leave something behind.  And I am left to wonder, what will I leave here?  In this place?  That will someday be someone else's healing spot.  And suddenly I have the urge to head down to the nursery to purchase some flower bulbs.  Some perennials might be nice.  Something strong and hearty and healthy enough to stand up to the Pacific's winds.  


Debbie said...

One of the best things about moving to a new place is finding out what miraculously sprouts up! That is a gorgeous flower.

Mumsy said...

What a wonderful post. I enjoyed it so much. I hope you will post pictures of the plants when they are in full bloom. Hugs

Sharon said...

It is fun to see what will appear next. Three years ago we moved to a house in the woods and the next year discovered Lady Slippers in the yard, growing in our rocky clay soil. Your place sounds like a lovely oasis.

~Cheryl said...

Beautiful shots of those amazing flowers! Beautiful story of your home, too. Thank you for sharing that! Thank you, also, for leaving a comment for me; it was a joy!

Neil and Susan Brown said...

So beautifully written! They must be rare, I have never heard of them. Don't they seem to represent something symbolic? Its so nice you will carry on the traditions of others before you. Lovely blog!
Susan :)

Cameron said...

Thank you for stopping by my Blog...Peggy (Middle Age Ramblings) is a wonderful person and has connected me with many more....on that note, nice to meet you :o)

These photos are stunning! Would you be willing to sell the prints?

Thank you again for your kind words...I'll visit again soon!


Maria-Thérèse said...

<3 So glad you found the right place! Beautiful photos!

Des said...

Very well-written. Great post.

Renee said...

I have not been here for awhile, and I have gently scolded myself for neglecting this place. I always enjoy reading what your share and the photos are so beautiful..of nature and your girls. I long for a healing place for my hubby and me. It is a heartfelt prayer as we both attempt to heal from Lyme and also my recent cancer surgery. I know God has the right place in mind, and I am waiting with eager anticipation for it to come to light.
Thanks again for your insightful blogging....a gift to so many of us who come here.

Mickey (Michel) Johnson said...

...beautiful post, as always. i so love the way He weaves and interconnects our lives together like a beautiful tapestry. it is so obvious that you were meant for that beach was part of the plan in the same way it had been the path to be taken by the previous owners. so happy you are living your dream and enjoying every minute of the ride. sorry i have been away a bit. i received a few comments on my blog that gave me alarm, so i deleted the majority of my blog. now it is about what i do that makes me happy...making pearl and leather jewelry and the inspiration i draw from this gift called life and the joy i receive from having friends lke you! my love, mickey

Splendid Little Stars said...

brilliant post! stunning photos!

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