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The Daffodil Principle story is by:
Jaroldeen Asplund Edwards
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The Daffodil Principle....
Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must come see
the daffodils before they are over." I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour
drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. "I will come next Tuesday, " I
promised, a little reluctantly, on her third call.
Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and so I drove
there. When I finally walked into Carolyn's house and hugged and greeted my
grandchildren, I said, "Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible
in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these
children that I want to see bad enough to drive another inch!"
My daughter smiled calmly and aid, "We drive in this all the time, Mother."
"Well, you won't get me back on the road until it clears, and then I'm
heading for home!" I assured her.
"I was hoping you'd take me over to the garage to pick up my car."
"How far will we have to drive?" "Just a few blocks," Carolyn said. "I'll
drive. I'm used to this." After several minutes, I had to ask, "Where are we
going? This isn't the way to the garage!"
"We're going to my garage the long way, Carolyn smiled, "by way of the
daffodils." "Carolyn," I said sternly, "please turn around." "It's all
right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this
experience." After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road
and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a
hand-lettered sign that read, "Daffodil Garden."
We got out of the car and each took a child's hand, and I followed Carolyn
down the path. Then, we turned a corner of the path, and looked up and
gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight. It looked as though someone
had taken a great vat of gold and poured it down over the mountain peak and
slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns-great
ribbons and swaths of deep orange, white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron,
and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted as a group so
that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue.
There were five acres of flowers. "But who has done this?" I asked Carolyn.
"It's just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the property. That's
her home." Carolyn pointed to a well kept A frame house that looked small
and modest in the midst of all that glory.We walked up to the house. On the
patio, we saw a poster. "Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking" was
The first answer was a simple one. "50,000 bulbs," it read. The second
answer was, "One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and very
little brain." The third answer was, "Began in 1958."
There it was, The Daffodil Principle. For me, that moment was a life
I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years
before, had begun-one bulb at a time-to bring her vision of beauty and joy to
an obscure mountain top. Still, just planting one bulb at a time, year after
year, had changed the world. This unknown woman had forever changed the world
in which she lived. She had created something of ineffable (indescribable)
magnificence, beauty, and inspiration.
The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles
of celebration. That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one
step at a time-often just one baby-step at a time-and learning to love the
doing, learning to use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces
of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can
accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world.
"It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. "What might I have
accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty years
ago and had worked away at it 'one bulb at a time' through all those years.
Just think what I might have been able to achieve!"
My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way.
"Start tomorrow," she said.
It's so pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays. The way to make
learning a lesson of celebration instead of a cause for regret is to only
ask, "How can I put this to use today?". . . .
We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a
baby, then another. Then we are frustrated that the kids aren't old enough
and we'll be more content when they are. After that, we're frustrated that we
have teenagers to deal with. We will certainly be happy when they are out of
that stage. We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our spouse
gets his or her act together, when we get a nicer car,when we are able to go
on a nice vacation, or when we retire. The truth is there's no better time
to be happy than right now. If not now,when?
Your life will always be filled with challenges. It's best to admit this to
yourself and decide to be happy anyway.
Happiness is the way. So, treasure every moment that you have and
treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special
enough to spend your time with...and remember that time waits for no one.
So, stop waiting...
Until your car or home is paid off
Until you get a new car or home
Until your kids leave the house
Until you go back to school
Until you finish school
Until you lose 10 lbs.
Until you gain 10 lbs.
Until you get married
Until you get a divorce
Until you have kids
Until you retire
Until you die
There is no better time than right now to be happy.
Happiness is a journey,
not a destination. So work like you don't need money,
Love like you've never been hurt, And, dance like no one's watching.
If you want to brighten someone's day, pass this on to someone special.
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