Sometimes we all need a little inspiration to add to our day. when i first read this
article, I had started my own home business and was a bit depressed. East
inspiring story was exactly what helped me to take action and continue
going.

I loved it so much that I thought why not share it with other people in the hope that
have the same kind of effect it had on me.

THE DAFFODIL PRINCIPLE

Several times my daughter had called to say, “Mother, you have to come see the
daffodils before they’re gone.” I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from
Lagoon to Arrowhead Lake. “I’ll come next Tuesday,” I promised her, a little
reluctantly, on his third call.

The following Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, she had promised, 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 path is invisible in the
clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world but you and these children who
I want to see enough to drive another inch!” My daughter smiled calmly and
Said, “We drive in this all the time, mother.”

“Well, you won’t take me back to the road until it clears, and then I’m heading to
home!” I assured her. “I was hoping you’d take me 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
he had to ask, “Where are we going? This is not the way to the garage!”

“Let’s go to my garage the long way,” Carolyn smiled, “through the daffodils.”
“Carolyn,” I said sternly, “please turn around.” Everything is fine, mother, I promise you.
you will never forgive yourself if you miss out on 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, there was a handwritten sign that said, “Daffodil Garden. we left
the car and each took a child’s hand, and I followed Carolyn down the driveway.

Then we rounded a corner of the road, and I looked up and gasped.

Before me lay the most glorious sight. It looked like someone had taken a
large jar of gold and poured it out; over the mountain peak and slopes. Tea
the flowers were planted in majestic swirling patterns: great ribbons and bands of
deep orange, white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron and butter yellow. Every
variety of different colors was planted in a group so that it swirled and flowed like its
own river; with its own unique tone. There were five acres of flowers.

“But who has done this?” I asked Carolyn. “She’s just a woman,” Carolyn answered.
“She lives on the property. That’s her house.” Carolyn pointed to a neat A-frame
house that looked small and modest in the midst of all that glory. we walked until
home.

In the courtyard, we saw a sign. “Answers to Questions I Know You’re Asking”
was the headline. The first answer was simple. “50,000 light bulbs,” he said. Tea
The second answer was: “One at a time, for a woman. Two hands, two feet and very
little brain.” The third answer was, “It started in 1958.”

There it was, The Daffodil Principle. For me, that moment was life changing.
experience. I thought of this woman I had never met, who, at over forty
years before, he had begun, one lightbulb at a time, to bring his vision of beauty and joy to
the dark top of a mountain.

Still, just planting one bulb at a time, year after year, had changed the world. East
unknown woman had forever changed the world in which he lived. she had created
something of ineffable magnificence, beauty and inspiration. the beginning she
The taught daffodil garden is one of the greatest beginnings of celebration. Namely,
learning to move towards our goals and desires step by step, often just one
baby step at a time, and learn to love the doing, learn to use the
time accumulation. When we multiply small chunks of time with small increments of
daily effort, we will also find that we can achieve magnificent things. We can change
the world.

“It makes me sad in a way,” I admitted to Carolyn. “What could I have accomplished?
if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty years ago and worked
in it ‘one bulb at a time’ throughout all those years. Just think of what I could have
been able to achieve!”

My daughter summarized the day’s message in her usual direct manner. “Start
tomorrow,” he said. It’s so useless to think about the wasted hours of yesterday.
ask yourself, “How can I put this into practice today?”

Unknown author

SO STOP WAITING…

There is no better time than right now to be happy. Happiness is a journey, not a
destination. You can only plant the seed of the future, why not start now? apply this
Theory and you will see where you arrive in 20 years! I am ready to help you. For
motivation and inspiration visit me at http://www.thinkingfaster.com

good luck,

Jennifer Schilling

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