As I bend down I can see one tiny crocus with its head above the ground. It is purple and sits all alone. But this is no ordinary crocus this is a magic crocus. This little crocus will help you to enter a world where all your family, friends and loved ones live that have gone to the spirit world.
They live just behind this old yellow door, with a broken handle and cracks in the wood. The door is locked. It has three bolts, one at the top, middle and bottom. I walk towards the door and try with all my strength to pull the bolts to unlock the door but cannot. I try again and still I cannot get the door to open. I sit on the grass looking at the door and thinking to myself, why on earth wont it budge? Then I glance at this little crocus sat all alone in the ground. As I keep looking at it the sun shines brightly down on it and it opens it’s petals to the light. It does it with ease and gentleness.
Just then, as I am watching, a small bird jumps down and sits beside the crocus. It is a Robin and both are in the sunlight. Then the little bird nestles beside the crocus and goes to sleep. I think to myself how peaceful they both look.
Then deep within my heart I start to feel the glow and warmth inside me. I haven’t had this feeling before, but as the feelings get stronger I feel the tears in my eyes that slowtly fall down my face. I feel full of love and feel love all around me. Then the tiny bird got up and came towards me and sat beside me for the longest while.
I then started to think about the door again and how I couldn’t open it. As I stared at the crocus I allowed it’s warmth to fill my heart and as it did I could see the colours of the crocus surrounding the door. I gently got up and walked towards it, the little bird came with me. I tried the bolts once more. First the top, then the middle, then the bottom. As I did this one by one they pulled back with ease.
I then put my hand on the handle and turned it and pushed. It opened and the bird flew past me and I walked through. I could see some people I knew and others I didn’t. The one person I did recognise was my mother. I could see her down the garden. She was wearing a short sleeved white top, grey skirt, tights and had some slip on shoes with the open toes. She was holding a green hose and was watering the garden. As I walked past all the people and got nearer to her she turned around and smiled at me. A beautiful smile.
I wasn’t sure what this place was, but seeing my mother I knew it was a safe place to come to and that I would be very welcome and loved.