Spring rain as a child brought the dandelions to life! Memories of being young, wearing cotton homemade dresses, running through the wet grass in thongs and desperately not wanting wet feet, but too excited to slow down and change to footwear with more cover.

In Australia, you just don’t go outside without some form of footwear as bindis abound! And in the country bindis grow in clumps, and can be large. You don’t get just one in your foot you get a whole bunch! And.they.hurt. Besides, who wants to stop and pull bindis out of your feet when there were wishes to be made?

My grandparent's property had a well dug in the ground. It was huge but never filled with anything except weeds. However, after the rain, the dandelions would come out and I love them. Carefully considering what I wish for, then blowing the dandelion, watching the streaks of soft white separate and be taken up with the breeze somehow gave me hope.

Hope that my wishes would one day come true, hope that whatever was missing inside of me would be found, and hope that one day I could make sense of my world and hope that one day everything would be in an order I’d understand.

Recently I researched the meaning of Dandelions and here’s what I found - Healing from emotional pain and physical injury alike. Intelligence, especially in an emotional and spiritual sense. The warmth and power of the rising sun. Surviving through all challenges and difficulties. Long lasting happiness and youthful joy. 

Yes, I think my childhood hopes and dreams were neatly summed up in this list.

Wishes | Linda Meredith ...