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The stems or vines of honeysuckle are very tough, and were often
used for ropes and harness. In the Iron
Age honeysuckle ropes were wound round the dead to anchor them to the earth.[3]
Honeysuckle essence is for when we are clinging to what’s
dead and gone: “They do not expect further happiness such as they have had,”
wrote Dr Bach in the Twelve Healers.
Those who need the Honeysuckle flower remedy are focused in the past and
therefore have no energy left to focus on life in the present. Their clinging to an earlier life can fill
them with regrets that the good times are over; the very word ‘regret’ comes
from the Old French regreter which meant ‘to bewail the dead.’
Lost love, memories, distant happiness, regret for what is
past, all these can be helped by taking Honeysuckle. It is mentioned (as woodbine) in a sweet poem
by Alfred Austin. His girlfriend must
have asked ‘Will you still love me when I’m old and have no beauty?’ and this
was his reply.
An Answer
Come, let us go into the lane, love mine,
And mark and gather what the Autumn grows:
The creamy elder mellowed into wine,
The russet hip that was the pink-white rose;
The amber woodbine into rubies turned,
The blackberry that was the bramble born;
Nor let the seeded clematis be spurned,
Nor pearls, that now are corals, of the thorn.
Look! what a lovely posy we have made
From the wild garden of the waning year.
So when, dear love, your summer is decayed,
Beauty more touching than is clustered here
Will linger in your life, and I shall cling
Closely as now, nor ask if it be Spring.
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| Photo: Ally Matson |
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