Return to Happiness

Merry May.

We mark our days by seasons.  Every thing  has its own time. 

Life has its ups and downs. Sometimes just downs. But there is always a ray of sunshine to brighten our days. Or lovely flowers that remind us that everything will be all right.

The Lily of the Valley flower means a return to happiness. Folklore has it that when St Leonard suffered wounds from his battle with a dragon, where his blood fell there sprung these white bell-like sweet-smelling blooms.  From pain and agony has come something beautiful and sweet. It is also said that when Mary's tears touched the ground when her son was crucified, those tears became those flowers.

Transformations.

That is my present inspiration. It will come. Sooner or later.

“How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.

So you must not be frightened if a sadness rises up before you larger than any you have ever seen; if a restiveness, like light and cloudshadows, passes over your hands and over all you do. You must think that something is happening with you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; it will not let you fall. Why do you want to shut out of your life any uneasiness, any miseries, or any depressions? For after all, you do not know what work these conditions are doing inside you.” 
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

It's all good.