Makar Sankranti, a day to celebrate, worship and invoke Surya Bhagwān, the Sun God. Uttarayana, the start of new, good, healthy, auspicious and bright beginnings. And what better way to celebrate this special day than to share with our readers some recent sunny captures of the flowery cheer from our little garden in the Sun!
“Flowers are the moment’s representations of things that are in themselves eternal.”
“Q: Do flowers love?”
“A: This is their form of love, this blossoming. Certainly, when one sees a rose opening to the sun, it is like a need to give its beauty. Only, for us, it is almost unintelligible, for they do not think about what they do. A human being always associates with everything he does this ability to see himself doing it, that is, to think about himself, think of himself doing it. Man knows that he is doing something. Animals don’t think. It is not at all the same form of love. And flowers, so to speak, are not conscious: it is a spontaneous movement, not a consciousness that is conscious of itself, not at all. But it is a great Force which acts through all that, the great universal Consciousness and the great Force of universal love which makes all things blossom in beauty.”
“In the pattern and bloom of the flowers He is woven,”
(Sri Aurobindo, from the Poem titled ‘Who’)
“Flowers indicate a blossoming in the consciousness, sometimes with special reference to the psychic or the psychicised vital, mental and physical consciousness.”
“The feeling of hanging from such a slender thread, the thread… not of faith, it’s not faith: it’s a certitude, but at the same time an aspiration, and it feels—it feels there is something so new, so young, in an absolutely rotten atmosphere of disbelief, stupidity, bad will. So that’s how it is, a slender thread, and it’s a miracle if…”
“Be like a flower. One must try to become like a flower: open, frank, equal, generous and kind. Do you know what it means?
A flower is open to all that surrounds it: Nature, light, the rays of the sun, the wind, etc. It exerts a spontaneous influence on all that is around it. It radiates a joy and a beauty.
It is frank: it hides nothing of its beauty, and lets it flow frankly out of itself. What is within, what is in its depths, it lets it come out so that everyone can see it.
It is equal: it has no preference. Everyone can enjoy its beauty and its perfume, without rivalry. It is equal and the same for everybody. There is no difference, or anything whatsoever.
Then generous: without reserve or restriction, how it gives the mysterious beauty and the very own perfume of Nature. It sacrifices itself entirely for our pleasure, even its life it sacrifices to express this beauty and the secret of the things gathered within itself.
And then, kind: it has such a tenderness, it is so sweet, so close to us, so loving. Its presence fills us with joy. It is always cheerful and happy.
Happy is he who can exchange his qualities with the real qualities of the flowers. Try to cultivate in yourself their refined qualities.”
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