How I Was Led to Bach Flowers

In the most wondrous way, gently — and during a time that was the hardest and darkest of my life.

It was 3 a.m. I sat, as I had so many nights before, on the couch in our living room. Nervously, I flicked through the channels with the remote control. Over 500 channels, up and down, up and down.

As I write these words now, the memories come flooding back. I can almost feel, in my body, the fear that surrounded me back then. For days, my heart had been racing. Darkness surrounded me, and I could see no way out.

My husband was asleep next door in our bedroom, and my daughter in her room.

I felt abandoned and utterly drained. I still remember my husband asking me: “What do you think happens now? You, without a job, without an income — again.”

I heard the reproach in his voice. Yes, another failure. “Why must life punish me like this, when all I want is to succeed? To achieve something in life.” I’d had it all once: a dream job, a good salary. But it had never been enough for me — I had always wanted more, and more, and more.

Until I lost my job. Yes, the job was gone, but the household bills remained, the loans still had to be paid. So I took on every job I could find. But the money I earned never quite stretched far enough. And my husband’s salary only covered the basics.

All these thoughts ran through my mind as I sat there in the living room, fidgeting with the remote.

Suddenly, a face appeared on the screen. I froze. “Wait — I know this man!” the thought shot through my mind. I focused on the programme that was playing, and that is how I learned the story of Dr. Edward Bach and his Bach Flowers.

Although I had never heard of Dr. Edward Bach before, his face seemed strangely familiar to me — and that is why I kept watching the documentary about him.

Have you ever found yourself in a similar situation? I would be so glad if you would share your story in the comments.

The very next morning, I went to the pharmacy and bought Dr. Bach’s Rescue Drops.

I took the drops every day — six times a day, sometimes ten. And what can I say? I began to feel better. Hour by hour. Day by day.

This steady improvement in my condition was remarkable. There was no sudden, dramatic shift — rather, my state of mind improved gently and fluidly, almost as if some kind of self-healing code for emotions had been quietly switched on within me.

And that is how my journey towards becoming a Bach Flower practitioner began.