The honeysuckle is a shrub with a heady scent that narrates love, it’s the symbol of love, of an unbreakable bond, like the absolute one between Tristan and Isolde. Just like every love, dominated by tenderness, passion, but hiding risk, danger, fear. This way the honeysuckle, emblem of this ambivalence, supported and driven by the obstinacy of love wish, weaves its immortal branches to the eternity of the hazel.
The honeysuckle’s features
The Lonicera, better known as honeysuckle, is a climbing vine that blooms between May and July. It’s a thousand virtues plant that is employed in several ways: as herbal tea, decoction, infusion. It helps to soothe the irritations and inflammations and has astringent properties. Honeysuckle is also a Bach flower that is used for people that live on memories. Those who aren’t able to accept change and remain anchored to the past.
Moreover, it is a plant suitable for the practice of xeriscaping, that is a method of landscape and garden management that allows to save water. In fact, it has few needings and, except for great hot periods, it lives well also by nourishing itself only with rainwater.
The Honeysuckle, the enchantress essence, was also loved by Coty, a famous French perfumer who lived between the 19th and the 20th century, that wanted it for his fragrances.
The honeysuckle, sweet but dangerous
Our first walks. Spring. The fragrances collected during the path overwhelm every other presence around us. The most enchantress perfume, the sweetest, delicate but vibrant, with an esoteric hint: the honeysuckle. It is almost impossible not to stop and smelling it in silence, with half-shut eyes, daydreaming and staring upwards.
Symbol of deep love connection, of that impetuous, intense feeling that appear the more risky the more weaves its plot. The same is for the honeysuckle: a passionate euphoria, a spread of insatiable fragrance that reveals its poison at the climax of its essence. In fact, the orange and vivid red berries, that follows the blooming, are generally toxic.
Honeysuckle, fascinating creature shrouded in mystery of an ambivalent nature and, right for this reason inexplicably intriguing. So intriguing to be quoted, together with the hazel, in one of the love stories par excellence, the one of Tristan and Isolde.
The honeysuckle and the hazel, a bond of love
Tristan and Isolde, impossible, but unbreakable love. A love to which has been forbidden to live, that died into the void.
That’s how ends the story of the young couple that had been obliged to separate from each other because of unfair weddings, of an unfair period. Tristan, severely hurt, sure about Isolde’s reject to his help request, leaves himself go to the arms of death. And she did the same immediately after. A honeysuckle relationship that right at the moment it expresses the full intensity of its essence, it turns into poison.
Next to the honeysuckle, a hazel, tree of wise, strength, the same strength that supports the Tristan and Isolde’s wish to belong to each other and love each other, as it symbolically had kept on being.
In fact, it is said that on their tombs a hazel and a honeysuckle had grown. The honeysuckle intertwined with the tree, that couldn’t but let itself be inebriated by that sweet odour, by that deathly but eternal spell.