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Sacred Four Leaf, Worldly Clover Symbol.

Updated on August 29, 2012

There were seventy eight of them. All perfect with their recessive gene that creates that lucky fourth leaf. One summer afternoon, my brother Steve and I, plucked these four leafed clovers from our Mothers front yard. We were simply two middle aged adults, learning how to deal with our Mother’s terminal illness. We were elated to find a patch of nothing but four leafed clovers, and quickly we got to picking them for our Mom. We wanted to present her with one for every year of her life so far! Little did I know some of the clover's symbols and meanings, until now.

The original clover, three leafed, is the Irish symbol for the Patron Saint Patrick, who recorded and preserved the only known Celtics stories of old. It was out of Christianity that the four leafed clover claimed its fame to luck. It was in a form of a cross and represented the four cardinal directions. Thus, making it a holy plant. And because of this recessive gene was scarce, it became luck when found.

Our Mother was a Christian, but that is not what attracted her to four leafed clovers. There is a lot of Irish blood that runs through her! As Steve and I sat in the grass, picking our green flowers for Mother, we talked of our experiences with four leafed clovers. I shared with him how easy I could find them by simply looking on the ground by happenstance. It used to make Mother so mad, because she could never find them. She would claim, “Child you are just like your Grandmother, she could find them by walking right up to it. It used to infuriate me when she did that. I look and look and don’t find one! You must have your Grandmother‘s luck!” Steve commented how his experiences were similar. We laughed as we continued to pick those green four leafed beauties.

Realizing that Mom always wanted a patch of four leafed clovers in her yard, I remembered how in the past she bought a packet of those seeds carrying the recessive gene, making them develop into four leaves. I realized my Mother must of finally planted those seeds right where my brother and I were plopped in the yard!

After we had gathered up the sacred clovers and placed them in a cup, we presented them to our Mother. She smiled and replied, “Honey I don’t need any luck with where I am going.” It was a somber moment, but my Mother had always been brutally honest. I asked her later, if she ever planted those four leafed clover seeds. She said no with a smile on her face that was hard to decipher. My father also showed me later where the packet of seed were, still tucked in the sealed envelope.

At the end of the day, when my brother and I parted and went back to our own families, I pondered on those clovers. I can not speak for my brother, but because of the nature of this sacred and holy plant, I come to realize my Mother has been blessed with an incredible life! Maybe her Mother stirred up some dirt in the front yard and planted some magic of her own, if you believe in that kind of communication.

My Mother has led a very giving life. I was comforted by my Mother’s refusal of needing any luck. She knew her time was near and she knew the Creator would take her up on His graceful wings. I have no doubt that my Mother’s spirits floats somewhere in heaven on a cloud of four leafed clovers and in a whirlwind of clover symbols.


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      backporchstories 5 years ago from Kentucky

      Thanks for reading. Creator walks with us all does He not, including those wolves...beautiful!

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      Mr. Happy 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

      You have lots of lovely stories it seems. This one reminded me of my own mother who used to always find four-leaf clovers. I think I may have found one or two in my life but I do not really look for them unless I am sitting on a patch of grass where clovers are around. Even then, I do not spend too much time searching. When I do, I do it thinking about my mother and I usually get lost in thoughts, eventually forgetting all about the search.

      This article made me smile - beautiful!

      All the very best!

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      backporchstories 5 years ago from Kentucky

      Thank you so much!

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      Enlydia Listener 5 years ago from trailer in the country

      I also agree that this was beautiful.

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      Karine Gordineer 5 years ago from Upstate New York

      Very beautiful and well written.