“When I am an old woman I shall wear purple” the famous first line of English poet Jenny Joseph’s poem “Warning”. The years tick by quickly and I’m not quite at that point in my life so I probably won’t be wearing purple any time too soon, however that doesn’t mean I can’t have it in my garden.
The meaning of purple is good judgment. Purple is a combination of red and blue, the warmest and coolest colours, symbolizing magic, mystery, royalty, creativity and the spiritual. It’s been suggested that you should wear purple when you want to encourage fantasy and imagination.
Purple flowers have an enchanted, elegance to them and some of the most beautiful and delicate flowers are purple. Purple flowers symbolize charm, grace and refinement. Purple is somewhat rare in nature and is also the most powerful wavelength of the rainbow. It is the hardest color for the eye to discriminate because it has the shortest wavelength in the light spectrum. The next shortest wavelength is Ultraviolet which is invisible to the naked eye.
Purple roses signify enchantment with a lover. They also signify enthrallment, such as love at first sight. A bouquet containing purple flowers symbolizes admiration and adoration. There really is no true purple rose, but we have lilac, plum, blue and lavender.
Purple represents the planets Mercury and Jupiter, is connected to the Element of Spirit, the zodiac sign of Pisces, the month of February and the gemstone Amethyst. Purple was the color of the first dye made by humans.
People who relate to purple are said to be open to information and knowledge from varied sources. They are often dreamers who prefer to live in a world of fantasy. Getting back to our poem, people who wear purple clothing are believed to be abstract, level-headed, inspirational, trusting, intuitive and spiritual.
For myself, I grow purple flowers in my garden simply because I like them. They look great with blues, oranges and yellows. There are purple flowers suitable for all 3 growing seasons… spring, summer and fall. However, I must confess to being a Pisces.
WHEN I AM AN OLD WOMAN I SHALL WEAR PURPLE
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple. “
by: Jenny Joseph
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