THE VERDE WORD
When we hear the words 'Staying Alive' what do we think of?
Do we think of the basics of survival, the trials and tribulations of
life or perhaps the Bee Gees? Or do we think of the struggles encountered by all living things in trying to stay
alive and in some measure, provide pleasure to us human animals?
Recently I visited my mother. If she were alive today she
would be over 100 years old. Mum is still alive, always will be but
although her human remains are scattered in a beautiful garden, and I am able
to visit, she will always be alive. Mum had always been a keen
gardener, green thumbs and only pruned foliage when necessary. As a child
I loved the forest feel of our garden as even then, I enjoyed being united with
nature. Mum preferred her garden to look more landscaped than the random, wild look I prefer.
As soon as I arrived I saw a particular small plant with
tiny blue flowers and felt it was mum’s favourite. Shortly after, I felt
mum’s presence and she began telling
me about the garden and her favourite, yes, the small plant with tiny blue
flowers. She said that her reason for liking the plant with tiny blue
flowers was because she admired its strength and determination to survive and
rise above the undergrowth. The plant had been struggling for ages, but
managed to struggle its way to sunlight and rise above the others.
I was thinking that another plant looked a bit odd because
it looked out of place but mum said that although the plant that looked out of
place, a garden must have variety and consist of different things. It is this that makes gardens so interesting.
After visiting and seeing mum, I have been thinking about
how important gardens and plants are, not only in the environmental perspective but the
personal as well.
Last night, I was reading a book on tea, tea ceremonies,
tea rooms and the Tea Masters of China and Japan and a particular philosophy
called Teaism. Teasim embraces not only the philosophy of
Tea but also the practise, ceremonial and the decoration of the tea room,
waiting room and entrance through the gardens.
Teaism is associated with Taoism, Zen and Buddhism. The book tells us how important,
besides other things of the importance of looking after plants and flowers. We have gardens
with flowers, succulents, trees and bushes etc. growing in our gardens, local
parks and forests. The plants gain sustenance from the elements of sunshine, rain, soil,
winds and anything around them. In
the ground, or in pots they live for a very long time.
We use flowers and blooms to display at weddings, funerals,
hospitals and for celebrations such as birthdays, Mothers and Fathers day,
Valentine’s Day and Christmas or simply for a job well done. For many reasons we use flowers to help
others feel good.
All living things have feelings, although the feelings are not easily measurable by making human comparisons.
We pick the flowers or plants. The plants are violently removed
from their natural home, away from their family and friends, may be treated,
abused or used as an inanimate object instead of being revered for the beautiful organistic living thing they are.
Obviously, once flowers and other plants are picked, they do not live long
because the dying process commences from the time they are picked. Having
been picked and vased, they only provide pleasure for a short
time.
How do we treat flowers?
We may intend to pick and treat the flower tenderly, but in reality, we cut them off at their feet or rip them out of the ground, tearing their limbs from the body, they bleed, they suffer and the rest of the plant does its best to recover. Sometimes we use a hot blade or flame to singe the end of the stems, tear off some leaves and the torn limb, let them sit swimming in a vase of water and the petals being their visage or face wilts, dies and is thrown onto a stinky smelly garbage heap or if lucky, into a compost bin. In human terms, this is torture. Not always a pleasant way to end life.
We may intend to pick and treat the flower tenderly, but in reality, we cut them off at their feet or rip them out of the ground, tearing their limbs from the body, they bleed, they suffer and the rest of the plant does its best to recover. Sometimes we use a hot blade or flame to singe the end of the stems, tear off some leaves and the torn limb, let them sit swimming in a vase of water and the petals being their visage or face wilts, dies and is thrown onto a stinky smelly garbage heap or if lucky, into a compost bin. In human terms, this is torture. Not always a pleasant way to end life.
Is this the way us as humanitarians treat other living
things?
If giving a gift of flowers, instead, is it not better to keep the plant whole so it
will provide pleasure for a much longer period. If the plant becomes
tired, sick or old we can water nurture it with water and plant food, or
put it outside in the fresh air and sunshine amongst other plants so it may
recover for the next time we need flowers, or foliage.
I suggest that the next time you want to give flowers,
instead of giving the cut or dismembered bloom, is it not much kinder to give the
whole plant in a pot or tub? This is truly the gift that lasts a very
long time indeed.
Every time the plant is looked upon by the receiptant,
the pleasure of the gift and the giver will remain much longer than they would
if it were a bunch of cut flowers that live for a very short time and once dead, will
be disposed of.
Make it a living gift.
VERDE
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