“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

1.14.2009

Reading tea leaves, roses, carnations, the future

Do we really want to know?

It so seems we do - we have astrological charts plotted, we throw the Tarot, we read tea leaves. At the beginning of each year, we wonder what it holds - we decide to influence its unwinding with resolutions we seldom keep.

Three steps out my front door is a bridge overlooking a creek. A perfect place for tossing carnations, tulips, roses - when their days of glory are behind them, I stand on the bridge & drop them in. They land in the most beautiful patterns - I always stand for a moment or two & admire the still life below me, and pretend they hold the secrets to the future. That little carnation in the top right corner - apart from the others - surely, I think, that means something, represents something important. And the bottom left corner - that blossom heading straight into the others, confrontational, stubborn, refusing to budge. Who or what is that talking about?

Like snowflakes & fingerprints, no two landings are alike. They vary according to the wind, the water's depth, my reach on that day, perhaps the phase of the moon. Perhaps they land differently according to color - perhaps red weighs less than white, which would explain why pink camellias land farther down the creek than white ones. I can't help but think there's a message for me there.

So, I think, a project for the new year. This reading of the flowers. A book, a painting, a collage? All three? I'm unsure, but it begins here, with these New Year's carnations - a photograph of each tossed bouquet, the recording of following events & emotions; just a word or two, nothing detailed, but my own form of divination, of forecasting.

But as I said, it begins here.
We will see where it goes.
white carnations, one white camellia - energy comes in, good luck, rewards

14 comments:

  1. what a lovely thing to do with old flowers. kind of like playing "poohsticks". my great grandmother read tea leaves, i'm told...

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  2. I think you're right...we do want to know.I love the prospect of what a new year holds...and I'm really looking forward to seeing you new projects...whatever them may be...:)

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  3. How is it that you can weave such a captivating story from a bouquet of carnations ready to be tossed into the creek?
    I am amazed. Once again.

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  4. You just amaze me with your poetic stance on life in general. I did read the article in Somerset Life! Wonderful!
    Brenda

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  5. ASPBF - I've never heard of poohsticks. I'm loving the name though! :)

    Celeste - We want to know only if it's something good & fabulous! LOL! But yes, a new year always unfolds before us like a blank canvas, waiting for us to start coloring it in. Hard to resist feeling a surge of hope & great expectations.

    Paula - Thank you! These are very special carnations, you see - full of poetry!

    Brenda - I am taking a cold poetic stance tonight - we'll see what words I have tomorrow! LOL!

    :} Debi

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  6. Your post just keep on getting more enchanting. I always find myself found in a dream while reading your words*

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  7. Bonnie - Muchas gracias!

    Hele - Well, lately I have been quite taken with the word "enchanting", so perhaps - oh, I hope, I hope - it leaks over into my words!

    :) Debi

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  8. That's a beautiful idea. Touching actually.

    You have a beautiful blog. Thank you for coming by synchronizing. Such a to-do!

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  9. Ruth - Thank you for visiting me. I can well imagine the hubbub at your place - I've heard stories from others! LOL!

    Stay warm!
    :) Debi

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  10. We will see where it goes....oh I can't wait to see where it goes for you. When one's eyes are as open as yours, only good can come.

    Perhaps one day we will meet and go for tea...and you can read our tea leaves. I can't think of anyone's insight I would welcome more.

    xo

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  11. Absolutely. Although I must admit the idea of my insight makes me laugh! You are much too kind!

    :) Debi

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  12. I love the idea of reading flowers for the future... so beautiful and poetic. I will be looking forward to where you take things from here!

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  13. Amy - Me too! I hope I can de-code their secret language!

    :) Debi

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