I made a delightful discovery today.
While walking down the sideway of our apartment building, I spied a bromeliad with what appeared to be a bloom within a bloom, one I don’t recall having seen flower before. It reminded me of the power of serendipity to change my day, change the way I perceive things.
I’ve been planting this side garden of varigated pearl gingers with an understory of bromeliads given by family and friends when they were dividing their own. The project has been a huge success, beautifying the sideway garden with plants flourishing in a position they obviously like.
As I crouched down to examine, then photograph the tiny flower emerging from within the plant’s bright pink throat, I thought how easily I might have missed it. But that’s what serendipity is isn’t it? Being in the right place at the right time to experience something fortuitous. Or is it something more? Something less random?
Now as I ponder the notion of serendipity, I can see how individual and personalised it can be. Had I not made a conscious choice to be aware of my natural surroundings, to experience them with intentional wonder and gratitude, I might have missed out. Just as I must have missed out in the past when I’ve been less mindful. Those times of overwhelm I’ve encountered because of disturbing events in the news or due to personal stressors.
In the same way I’ve nurtured the bromeliads, I want to consciously nurture more opportunities for serendipitous experiences. I’m going to open myself to, and expect fortuitous possibilities, and recognise them when they present. A serendipitous encounter is like breathing a long sigh after holding one’s breath for too long.
Sometimes serendipity is just intention unmasked.Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
To all my friends in the USA, I am thinking of you today and in the long days ahead.