A Small 'Big' Gift

Soon the white form of the Lady was small and distant. She shone like a window of glass upon a far hill in the westering sun, or as a remote lake seen from a mountain: a crystal fallen in the lap of the land. Then it seemed to Frodo that she lifted her arms in a final farewell, and far but piercing-clear on the following wind came the sound of her voice singing. (J.R.R. Tolkien - "Farewell to Lórien")

Galadriel's Lament is probably the most beautiful and important text in the ancient tongue Quenya by J.R.R.Tolkien. Galadriel will sing it to the Fellowship on the Ring as a farewell on their departure from Lothlórien . There is something incredibly beautiful  in the words of this ancient Elven song, something that touch the hearts of all races.  Galadriel is wisdom, purity and generosity and surrounded by mysticism . "...clad wholly in white" and has hair "of deep gold".  She resist the power of the One Ring, yet for a few instants she is tempted. Galadriel is the giver of gifts and dispenser of wisdom , she has the very important task to set up Frodo on his path by using her Mirror. In many ways her words and wisdom guide my every day life in the quest  for that inner peace and happiness that comes the understanding of time and acceptance of others as well as oneself.

Spring is dispensing her 'gifts'  . Like Galadriel, she is granting my garden with many beautiful flowers and colours. The wild rose is blooming, the apple tree is flowering. It is a lovely time of the year and yet, inside my heart, there is also some sadness and melancholy. Like Galadriel I sing of things that were and never will be again. The gift Galadriel gives to Sam is probably my favourite, so much so that it was the inspiration for my role play story in LOTRO. 

'For you little gardener and lover of trees,' she said to Sam, 'I have only a small gift.' She put into his hand a little box of plain grey wood, unadorned save for a single silver rune upon the lid. 'Here is set G for Galadriel,' she said; 'but also it may stand for garden in your tongue. In this box there is earth from my orchard, and such blessing as Galadriel has still to bestow is upon it.... Though you should find all barren and laid waste, there will be a few gardens in Middle-earth that will bloom like your garden, if you sprinkle this earth there. Then you may remember Galadriel, and catch a glimpse far off of Lórien, that you have seen only in our winter. For our spring and summer are gone by, and they will never be seen on earth again save in memory.' (J.R.R. Tolkien -"Farewell to Lórien" )

The hope of Middle-earth is just a little bit of...'earth'  but the meanings of this gift are great, especially for a simple hobbit gardener like Sam.  Once Sam does open the box at his return to the Shire, he finds that not only is there the dirt, but a seed as well. The dirt and the seed are used to give 'hope' back .  The seed grows into a mallorn tree, a rare and beautiful tree that brings joy and shade back to The Shire. Despite what Galadriel says, Sam's gift is far from a small one. Sam's gift was one that helps to truly make the end of the story a happy one. 

Tomorrow my architect will come to measure Hobbity Cottage . Having my very own home means learning to be patient if I want  it to look just perfect.  A new extension on the back, a brand new kitchen, new central heating must take priority. I was hoping to move in before my birthday, but that is a bit unrealistic, my birthday is only a month away. When all is done it will look just lovely and wonderful, this is what I keep saying to myself when I get a bit frustrated with builders and slow progress. After all a seed does not become a tree in one day - it takes time and tender loving care. So as spring is granting us her gifts I shall wish you a lovely week and be happy .


No comments: