What Matters: Our Tests or What We Become Through Them?
May 25th, 2007
Often in a flower essence consultation, I’ll suggest to my clients not to identify with their weaknesses or define themselves by their tests. Sometimes that’s easier than acknowledging our strengths. It takes only a subtle twist of misunderstanding to interpret that being tested in life mean that there’s something inherently wrong with us, that we’re somehow “bad.” This is simply not so.
Here’s a recent story from my own experience where I had a choice about self-definitions.
Last summer in late July, I spent a day hiking with friends in the Pumas National Forest. Located in the Sierra Nevadas, the terrain is rich in lakes, mountain streams, meadows and valleys. It was a day of enchantment for all of us.
To
breathe the fresh air was exhilarating; to trek the trails filled us all with wonder. Nature had really outdone herself, with five-star vistas everywhere we looked. Many were the pauses to appreciate the brilliant ground cover of wildflowers, including Indian paintbrush, wild orchids, larkspur, and corn lilies.
We lathered up with sunblock and stopped often to dip into our water supplies. One friend drank from his bladder pack—an amazing contraption that allows you to “nurse” on ice water from your daypack through a straw that extends out from the pack and wraps around your shoulder like a rubber snake.
It soon became apparent that I was in the company of some serious hikers, whose stamina extended far beyond my own. Five miles round trip would have been just fine with me. However, on we forged, climbing to higher altitudes without skipping a beat. The longer we hiked, the more frequently I paused on the trail, limply disguising the need to catch my breath by snapping photos.
This picture, taken at 7,800 feet elevation on top of Mt. Elwell, represents a great personal victory. This is also me experiencing elevation sickness and dehydration for the first time. But when I look at this photo, I see only triumph. Much more than a mountain was conquered that day.
Had I chosen to identify with my physical condition— lightheadedness, dizziness, rapid pulse, and shortness of breath—the day would have been disastrously debilitating. The “inner client” in me refused to be defined by those temporary states. Instead, I chose to relate to the victory of climbing my own personal Mt. Everest, each step an affirmation of freedom from any self-limiting definitions of physical frailty.
As a great sage once said, “The things that happen to us do not matter. What we become through them does.” If we, as flower essence practitioners, can help to impart this wisdom to our clients, then we too have triumphed.





Dates are not what you’d call pretty, and yet this composition with the morning sunlight glistening on the sliced fruit and its stony pits happens to be one of my favorites. This photo conveys more than the encyclopedia version of dates: “these are what dates look like.” I feel it visually captures the theme of the Date Essence’s richness: the sweetness of the fruit and the firmness of purpose of the central stone. The cards, like the essences and the affirmations, are vibrational in nature.
