Having discovered the
benefits of Zoom during the first lockdown, many of us are now finding that it
doesn’t replace – or replicate – a good old-fashioned chat on the phone or in
person. In fact, despite all the technological
ways of keeping in touch, we feel isolated, starved of human contact,
especially if we live alone or with people who are unsupportive or uninterested.
“Conversation is instant espresso for the soul. If you need a pick-me-up, definitely pick up the phone,” says author Catherine Blyth in a Waitrose Weekend article devoted to the need we all have to communicate, voice-to-voice or face-to-face, with someone who is actively listening.
It is this loss of connection with others that is a keynote of Heather. Someone I know – not a chatty person at all – took Heather at a time when she felt no-one in her circle wanted to take an interest in her distress or offer support. She felt invisible, and excluded from all loving contact. It made me think of the lines from Coleridge,
“… a little child
Upon a lonesome wild,
Not far from home but she hath lost her way …
And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear.”
For many of us in lockdown, it is the sense of being far from love that calls for Heather. Those who need Heather are lost in a desert of loneliness, are desperate to be rescued, and to feel heard. Once their feeling of estrangement is relieved, they have as much love and understanding to give those around them as they once needed themselves.
When we are in need of help from the flower remedies, we lose rapport with our soul, the signal drops out because of our lowered vibration, and it manifests as making us feel distanced from those around us. Needing Heather we are like the dog shut outdoors in the cold, barking non-stop until it is allowed back inside. The noise may be annoying but ultimately we all belong together where we can share in the light and warmth that is rightly home to us all.
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