…Generally flowers speak of emotion and feelings. Each kind of flower has its own symbolism, but the color adds a new element for interpretation. Orange and yellow flowers reflect the solar symbolism and express life and creative energy, or according to other authors, nostalgia. Red flowers in dreams mean passion, ardent feelings. Pink – romance and infatuation. Blue – cure or according to other interpretations unreality, daydreams. The purple flowers indicate sensitivity, and motherly feelings….

…Since each flower, fruit, tree and vegetable in dreams has a specific meaning, and to deal exhaustively with each would fill volumes, I am again beset with the difficulty of limited space.Speaking then as briefly as possible, in my experience to dream of:Buttercups portends presents and kisses; carnations, weddings; convolvulus, an enemy, intrigues; cornflowers, success in courtship and work; cow-slips, petty troubles; daisies, births; daffodils, inconstancy of lovers; dandelions, illness and minor worries; ferns, a journey; foxgloves, presents; honeysuckle, deceit on the part of a friend; ivy, weddings, friendly actions; lilies, engagements, also death; mignonette, sorrow at loss of a friend; pansies, success in any branch of art; pinks, success in business; poppies, breaking off an engagement, work or business, losses; prim- roses, new friendships; roses (white), success in courtship and the arts; roses (yellow), danger from intrigue and jealousy; roses (pink), engagements, journeys of pleasure, presents; roses (red),…

…I dreamed one night I left my material body, which I saw lying stretched before me on the bed, and that after patting it affectionately on the head; I mounted the window-sill and dived head first into the blackness of the night. Down, down, down I went, the cold air whistling and humming about my ears till I thought the drums would burst.Down, down, eternally down, till all became hushed and silent as the grave, and I perceived to my amazement that the earth was fast disappearing in the distance, and that I was rapidly approaching one of the other planets. Dropping gently, I alighted on a tiny hillock, and discovered I was on an islet that lay in the midst of a sparkling, amethyst ocean. All around me were flowers; pink and white roses, pansies, forget-me-nots, carnations, and many others known only in Dreamland. A breeze, laden with…