Lessons From A Dandelion

I received this email from a friend about a week or two ago and only managed to read through it today. I wished I have read it earlier but it’s better late than never. In this article, Dandelion was deem as a weed as the author’s parents cursed the presence of the flower in their lawn. Some people will not even hesitate to spray it with weed killer and stop the dandelion from interfering with the perfection of the lawn. However, no matter how hard you tried to get rid of the dandelion in your lawn, they will always be back. True enough, there is much we can learn from the dandelion; its strong staying power teaches us to always fight bravely against all odds and not let our fighting spirits die off.

“I have been driven many times to my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had nowhere else to go.” – Abraham Lincoln

As I tried to Google for more information about dandelion to share with you, I was further amazed by how useful and beneficial the dandelion is to us both externally and internally. It has other names like Lion’s Tooth, Priest’s Crown, Pu Gong Ying, Swine’s Snout or Dent de Lion. That little weed is actually an incredible source of vitamins and other substances that can be greatly beneficial to your health. Many people still don’t realize that the dandelion is even edible, much less are they aware of the amazing benefits this natural herb can have on their health. So the next time round when you see a dandelion sticking out in your lawn, you might want to reconsider your immediate reaction to spray it with weed killer.

by Donna Doyon

I recall as a young child bringing bouquets of brilliant yellow flowers to my mother. It didn’t matter that the stems felt sticky or that both my parents cursed the presence of these flowers in the lawn. I thought they were beautiful!

And there were so many of them! We spent hours picking the flowers and then popping the blossoms off with a snap of our fingers. But the supply of dandelions never ran out. My father or brothers would chop off all the heads with the lawn mower at least once a week, but that didn’t stop these hardy wonders.

And for those flowers that escaped the honor of being hand-delivered to my mother or the sharp blades of the lawn mower, there was another level of existence.

The soft, round puffs of a dandelion gone to seed caused endless giggles and squeals of delight as we unwittingly spread this flower across the yard.

As I worked in my garden last week, pulling unwanted weeds out of the space that would become a haven for tomatoes, corn, peas and sunflowers, I again marveled at the flower that some call a weed. And I thought, "If only I had the staying power of a dandelion."

If only I could stretch my roots so deep and straight that something tugging on my stem couldn’t separate me completely from the source that feeds me life.

If only I could come back to face the world with a bright, sunshiny face after someone has run me over with a lawnmower or worse, purposely attacked me in an attempt to destroy me. If only my foliage was a nutritious source of vitamins that help others grow. If only I could spread love and encouragement as freely and fully as this flower spreads seeds of it.

The lawns at my parents’ homes are now beautiful green blankets. The only patches of color come from well- placed, well-controlled flowerbeds. Chemicals have managed to kill what human persistence couldn’t.

I hope you and I can be different. I hope that we can stretch our roots deep enough that the strongest poison can’t reach our souls. I hope that we can overcome the poisons of anger, fear, hate, criticism and competitiveness. I hope that we can see flowers in a world that sees weeds.

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